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Prairiegrrl hit the nail on the head.
It's sad when us humans keep our pets past the point that we should. It is difficult when the selfishness of human need come into play. It is always more difficult to do the right thing.
I will always remember Rocky. My best friend. It was his time. I didn't want to do it, but I had to do it for HIM. It was his time. It was hard. I cried. I fed him a nice steak before it was time to go. He was always there for me. I do no regret putting him down. I had to. I could have kept him alive for another year, but his life would have sucked and I would have done it for me and me only. Now, I remember him in the good years. The years he was there for me and the years I was there for him. It sounds fucked up, but he was my best friend. That's what pets become. You understand each other on a different level. Remember the connection you shared and not the end of your pal's good life, just the good times.
Life is an experience that is ever changing. Embrace the best of those experiences.
The above may sound sappy and fucked up, but it's true. You have to remember life. And also realize that in death there is life.
I'm sorry for your loss but kudos to you for doing the RIGHT thing. Remeber your pal and have no regrets for doing the right thing.
phypon
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