It appears that the time to make that awful decision is about to come to my house. Poor baby has arthritis, and for the past couple of days she can barely move. I've been crying most of this evening as she slept in my arms. I just keep trying to remind myself that she is the equivalent of an almost ninety year old woman. She's been such a wonderful pet, friend, companion, confidant. This is so hard. I almost don't remember life without her. How do you make that decision??
on Aug. 28, 2012 at 12:54 AM