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[SHE'S HOME!] "Dad always told me, 'don't you cry when you're down' But Mum, there's a tear every time that I blink." ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ • ɢɪᴠᴇ • ᴜᴘ

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She’s home! Thank you so much to everyone who has helped me out in any way on this thread. She is so perfect, and thank you so much to Eudai and Steloofeh for letting her become mine xD
She is named Vim (meaning strength) but I might name her Mitzi after my Mom’s old Calico cat whom she adored and I remember a little of, and Jane after my Mom <3

Hey, I’m Equi :) appreciate that not everybody has the time or patience to read through long posts such as these, and normally I’m at a loathe to make them. So for those of you who just want to get this show on the road, below are the pets I am looking for. Message me if you have one. I don’t have much of an offer but I am building one up.

I have a sale on here to try and raise money, as like everyone on Foo I am always in need.

Mainly, I am searching for a Red Husky, but I will also look for a Calico as Mom used to have one called Mitzi, born anywhere this year, 2017, from June onwards OR on the 16th of May, my Mom’s birthday. I would like to accelerate his/her age next year if born in June, so they can be born on the 16th of May next year which is my Mom’s birthday. MUST be 1st gen. I would like this pet to be one of the following:
• Lost by 9 or more (RH only)
• Lost in an stat other than endurance (RH only)
• 620+ 5/5, or 630+ any stat (RH only)
• Uber (other breed only)
• Double AL or exact or lost etc
• If Calico, lost or rare somehow
• Rare in some other way I haven’t said

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ

This is not meant as a sob story. I fully expect to pay full price for these pets. I just want the seller to understand why I want this pet so much, rather than it being just ‘another dream that I would like’.

I want to talk to you about my Mom so that you understand just why this pet would mean so much to me.
She’s been my rock; my best friend; my advisor. She’s looked after me when I felt ill and we’ve had so many giggles I’ve lost count. To anyone with an ordinary Mom that may seem normal, but as I was growing up she wasn’t really around due to her illness. When she was around, she couldn’t be my Mom. Most of the time I was caring for her, or she just wasn’t there. She went through multiple surgeries for Pancreatitis, Benign Cysts, Whipples… You name it. Mostly I never let it bother me, but I’ve always struggled with watching good mothers with their kids. There’s always been that gap. It touches a nerve whether I pretend it doesn’t or not; because I missed out on that in my younger years. In middle school, my Mom became herself again for a while and I was safe to move back in with her after spending a long time on my grandparent’s farm, and then later in my Dad’s flat. She was okay. She was Mom. She cooked me dinner and we’d have great laughs at night before bed. It was okay.
When I was bullied to the point where I was pretty much suicidal (not that she knew how I really was at the time), she took me out at lunchtimes and treated me to a lovely meal as a way of keeping me out of trouble. I started getting severe migraines that made me cry out in pain and have ‘depression episodes’, and everytime they happened she’d pick me up from school and care for me as best as she could. When I wanted to learn to play guitar she sought out the best teacher she possibly could and chased down everything she could for me; even getting her hands on a small, good quality amp for me as a lovely surprise which I still own. For a long while, she was good.
Moving onto upperschool, Mom started to get ill again. She hid it from me and my brother; afraid of losing us again – not at her own fault, though. She didn’t want us to be taken away when we had only had a couple years together, and as such we didn’t realise how bad she was getting. Over a year or so, life became unbearable. There was never any food or anything, but the decline happened so gradually I think even Mom struggled to realise how bad it had become.
In the end, at aged 14, I rang my Nan and my Dad in a cry for help. And so, we moved in with my Dad and new Stepmom a couple years after they married.
It was a long haul, and God knows how long it took; at least another year, perhaps? But eventually Mom got better. This problem was when the mental side of her illness was noticed for the first time.
Due to the tragic events that left me and my brother hanging on by a thread, when we finally started visiting Mom again, the relationship was damaged and my trust was broken. I had very little understanding of how her mental and physical illnesses linked, and as such I was angry at her for neglecting us and going down that path. I was quite brisk with her; keeping her at arm’s length and not allowing her deep into my life for a very long time.
But somehow, slowly, she managed to weave her way back into the cracks of my heart. It took a very long time. But eventually, I found myself slowly letting her in more and more. It took me a long time to deal with my anger, but I found myself forgiving her against what my brain was telling me.
She later broke her spine and suffered from a spinal infection. She has a lot of other issues too, but somehow she still pulled through that one despite her slight physical deformity now.
Since then, we have built up a new relationship and have never been closer. I’ve shared everything with her and she’s become my old Mom again. The one I remember from the pictures where she’d take charge, but could also happily have a laugh. She always had a certain, warm tone to her voice back then and I remember it with great fondness. She rebuilt herself and honestly, I know I missed out on the earlier part of my life but it was like we were making up for lost time. I felt the hole in my heart starting to be filled. I loved our evenings obsessing over Chicago Fire or NCIS or CSI: I lived for being able to chat away to her about anything and everything. I started to feel truly happy with our situation.
However we only had this peace for a few years. Because almost two weeks ago now, I came home after my new Tattoo and found my Mom collapsed and had to ride in an ambulance with her to hospital. She’s been in hospital for well over a week so far with them draining fluid and blood from her lungs and pumping antibiotics into her system. Only yesterday we learned that she has lung cancer, to which there is no cure.
For now it is managable, but not for long. He has 3-6 months left to live. She’s always survived everything she’s been put through and come out swinging, but this is something she can’t escape from. This is going to hurt all of us.
I’m not ready to let her go. I know she will fight for as long as she can breathe, but I knew that this time was different. I told my brother that I knew she wouldn’t be getting out of it this time after she was first admitted, and I was right. I am going to have to watch my Mom fade away for the fifth time and then eventually leave altogether.
I don’t want to lose her. I can’t. Not yet. Not like this.
Honestly as if she hasn’t been a huge part of my world in recent years already, she is going to be an even bigger part to me now. She is going to require a lot of care and help. Her life will revolve around MacMillan nurses and four weekly checkups for as long as she is alive. She may have Chemo in the future, but right now she is nowhere near strong enough. She will no longer be able to be my mother, and the hole is going to open up again. I am going to lose Mom, and then I am going to lose her again for good.
I love her so much, and I am determined to be with her every step of the way. But it is going to tear me to pieces.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴘᴇᴛs ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

I want this pet to represent strength. The strength that it has taken her to get through everything that life has thrown at her, and to keep fighting for the sake of her kids. It was always us; every time she was on death’s door it was ‘I have to get better. The kids still need me.’ And the second pet – and the rare one – will represent the journey we have been through together, and how she always taught me to never give up. I stand by those words every day now. The second pet is going to be a meaningful trophy; my way of saying that I really can achieve my dreams and that genuinely only because of how Mom taught me to persevere, I didn’t give up when I wanted to.

I am going to start more fund raising for cancer charities, as if I haven’t already. Cancer in general took two of my grandparents. Then lung cancer took my best friend from me; aged only 15. Now lung cancer is going to take my Mom from me, too.
It wasn’t supposed to end like this. I’ve been sobbing about it; screaming. But then I’ve been silent. Numb. Confused.
But I’m not going to give up. We can’t. We’re going to give her the best life possible and I’m going to build my own life up again so that she doesn’t have to worry about me and can just work on herself.
I’m going to do everything I can. I can’t lose her yet.

ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ

Anything you want to know about me can be seen on my profile, or, you can ask me via messages. I don’t commit to dreams unless I am one hundred percent about them, and especially with Red Huskies you can probably tell that I don’t really sell rare RHs, so I can offer a definite forever home <3

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None yet but if you know me and would like to write me one it would be greatly appreciated!

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Best of luck Equi! :) I know that some one was selling a Lost Female RH in Agility. (I think they still are.)

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Thank you so much Who <3 ooh, would you mind telling me who that is? I wasn’t aware that there was one available.

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Here :) This is the thread.

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best wishes <3 i went to look to see if my ls rh was a pet you were looking for spoiler she isn’t. good luck sweetness! my thoughts and wishes go out to you and your mother!

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Who Ooh thank you. She’a not quite lost but I will definitely contact the owner, she’s gorgeous x3
enchaanted I’d love to start hoarding LS Reds soon, it’s just I’d love to save my FDs for if I do find one of the pets above lol. Thank you <3

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Sorry about that, I could have sworn she was lost. xD I will be searching PP for you. :)

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Good luck, Equi. You deserve this baby. 🖤

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I’m rooting for you Equi <3

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If you’re ever just interested in a lost stat female RH in Endurance, let me know :)

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Aw Who thank you, she is still gorgeous though :D
Thank you Deli <3
Thanks Cuckoo, we need to chat about bands again sometime lol.
Royal I certainly will do, I’d like to have a few one day x3

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Hey girly (hope i’m right lol) put something up for 1000FD’s :)

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Oh yeah xD sorry I forgot. And yes you’re right lol. Would it be okay to buy it from this account?

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OF COURSE!

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I put an item on sale, thank you so much <3

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good luck! I’ll keep an eye out on the play page for you ♥

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You’re very welcome :)

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semi Thank you <3
Pug :)