This was posted on by Kromulen on Reddit,
here. I think it's true. I hope it helps you guys too. ❤️
Every day I care for my animals, keeping them happy, keeping them safe, shepherding them through their day with joy, and without harm. When they get old and approach death, nothing changes. As crazy as it sounds, the day I take them to the vet to be put down is the day that I have been working for all this time - I have successfully taken them the whole way. They did not get lost, they were not unhappy, they got to live their whole natural lives the way I wanted them to live it. We made it. We got there together.
ETA: This isn't about any pet specifically. This is about that horrible decision most pet owners have to make, sooner or (hopefully a lot) later.