Why do we do it?

Mar 18, 2009 at 10:06 AM
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As I sit here trying to work, I wonder about all the animals I've loved and lost. My Ozzie, dog from growing up. I loved him so much. When he died, I couldn't speak of him for months, until finally my BFF had to ask me if he was dead because I just couldn't speak of it. I said yes, but I can't talk about it now.

And now, my Huggy. I'm waiting to hear if she has congestive heart failure or cancer. Not very good choices for a seventeen year old cat. Congestive heart failure killed Ozzie. I've never had a vet suggest I put an animal down, just like that. Of course I said no, I'll take her home to die.

Was it worth it? This pain, this heartbreak. Yes, it was. But it hurts so much.