He is gone.

[lamina_jones]

He is gone. The pain is finally over.

It is ironic ; I went to bed after finally writting down my feelings about my sick dog, and in the morning, I was woken up by my dad who asked if I wanted to tell Pooky goodbye. The decision had finally been made ; we could not let him suffer any longer. Obviously, I said goodbye. He was shivering, his eyes

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[anonymous]

Whew... Those furballs often add a lot to daily lives... After I read (and commented) on your last post, I thought of how I'd react if one of my three furballs - all cats - had to go away like that... I didn't dwell upon it very much as it saddened me too much. I guess the best we humans can do is love them and care for them while they're around, and remember them once they aren't anymore.

I guess it applies among us humans, too.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts. They make me think, they break the routine I'm into and provoke feelings and ideas. Sometimes it's sad, but overall I'm glad to get out of my thought patterns once in a while. =)

Anyway, until next time,
~ AKSOT

P.S: Once again, good luck through this. We're with you - at least, I am.

[ofraindrops]

Oh hun, I'm so sorry to hear that.
*hugs you*