Our Pumpkin

I’m writing this on behalf of my sister and her boyfriend, who lost their beautiful dog last night.  I received a phone call about 12:30 a.m. from my little sister, crying uncontrollable, sobbing that “Pumpkin is gone.”  My sister had fallen asleep on the couch last night and woke up to find her dog not breathing.  They tried to save her, but she was gone…

As I tried to console her, I started to ask questions.  Did she get into anything?  Was she acting strange before they went to sleep?  Then she said “We used Hartz on her last night.”  They took Pumpkin to a 24-hour pet hospital and the vet tech told them that Hartz is in the middle of some legal battle with their flea and tick products.  They hospital told them they could get an autopsy and get a claim number for this lawsuit, but my little sister said money is not going to bring back her baby.

Guys, this is getting out of hand.  We have got to do something and get this death medicine off the shelf.

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