can kill you, or at least your new dog. We surprised our son this Christmas with a new puppy that we had picked out from the pound. But little did we know what lurked in the intestines of what would become a very temporary member of our family. After many disasterous bodily expulsions we decided it was time to go to the vet. There the vet informed us as to what was ailing our little puppy. It is called Parvo and it is basically a death sentence for puppies unless you can fork over about $2,000 or more for a hospital stay. Needless to say we couldn't and so "Pico" now lives in the proverbial big farm where he can be happy and run and play as much as he wants.
Side Note- Telling your kid that the dog died is about the hardest thing my wife and I have had to do in a long time.
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