|Purred: Tue Feb 22, '11 8:54am PST |
|My first and favorite pet Buddy passed away this weekend. After struggling with whether to treat him, or put him to sleep, we came to the decision that it was best to let him go. The doctor said that the diabetes had pretty much shut down his kidney's.
We are now having to deal with the guilt, anger, and sorrow of letting him go? Could I have done more or should I have kept him around a while? Did we make the right decision, and when's the right time? Right now, it seems like never is the right time. But, I know in my heart that he is in a better place now and I have to live with my decision. It's awful! I was with him until the very end.
My other cat Baby, I've never seen her out from under the bed so much since he passed. I've found Logan on the couch where they would sometimes be in the morning. I can see that he is wondering where his cat pal is. I also am hearing and seeing things, such as where he would usually be, and he's not, etc. Pretty odd, but probably part of it.
I keep hearing this over and over again...
"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are just too bright... and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice... but still, the place you live is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend". Shawshank Redemption
It does make me feel better, but things are a bit more drab and empty without my Buddy.
Edited by author Tue Feb 22, '11 9:03am PST
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