My little dog Hades went to heaven

3 years ago I had my little dog Hades, he died at 4 months old because I had the bad luck of trusting the wrong veterinarian, he was very naughty, affectionate and playful, he cried whenever he had to be left alone at home (and he only stayed 1 hour a week) one bad day, my sister-in-law left some pills on the table and he ate them with the wrapper and all, the plastic stayed in his small intestine which cut it, in my desperation I looked for a veterinarian who swore to be exceptional in the area, he told me that he needed an operation and I sold my things including my motorcycle to save my dog's life, days passed and the vet wouldn't let me see him, he told me that everything was fine, then he returned him to me with the wound open and infected and with still a line in the vein so that I could inject him with medication as per his instructions (how was I going to do that if I didn't know how) I contacted him again telling him that I needed to take him back and return him healthy, he didn't eat, he barely moved. This second time he went to the terror vet, he didn't come back. He died on a Saturday in September and the doctor notified me on Tuesday with the excuse that "he was too tired to notify me beforehand, I reported him, it turns out that he was not a veterinarian but an apprentice, he did not have a license and with my report more people came with the same story who also dared to report him, today I have a new furry companion. But Hades is always in my heart