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Oct 15, 2012 20:09

The little black kitten we named Wolfgang died in my arms a few minutes ago - he didn't go peacefully. He crashed fast and he suffered about ten or fifteen minutes that felt like an hour before I realized that I could overdose him with Ativan. I crushed a pill and got the powder into his mouth and washed it down with water through a syringe and then he stopped breathing within about three minutes. I wish it wouldn't have taken me as long as it did to think of the Ativan.

I found out today that if a loved one who was suffering asked me to overdose them, I could, and I would.

I am going to stay up all night because if the last one crashes, I don't want him to suffer alone, I'll end it fast. I feel like I'm going to vomit.
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