Nov 26, 2006 18:28
The meds aren't helping Buddy at all.
He's still eating less, seeming sick and puke-y, and now he looks a litle stiff when he has to go up the stairs. Great.
I don't think he'll see this Crimmus. Great. What a marvelous holdiay prezzie. Not.
When it comes time to put him down...I don't know how I'll deal.
I've never had to put a pet down before.
Sure, i've had my cat die on me, but she went off on her own and died. We didn't have to watch her waste away, or take her in and give her the shot of death.
There was an element of detatchment, you know?
But...
What's it like? I...I want to know what i'll getting myself into when the time comes. I already told mum very distinctly and clearly that I want to be there when she puts Buddy down. But I've never done this before. I can only imagine how bad it is...
Well, this sucks.
Oh, and I was sitting here and a few minutes ago...it sounded like footsteps walking around.
Everyone's gone though o.O
So i went down and no one was there. I am not fucking shitting you guys. this house is weird. It sounded like someone walking up the basement stairs, because they creak like that or...someone walking in the attic. Across the hall.
...
I'm shutting my door now.
Because door > ghost.
It stopped for five mniutes, started again, and then stopped. Haven't heard it since. Weird.
But I digress, yo.
Still bummed about Buddy.
If anyone has any adivice on what to do, how to know when it's time to let them go, or whatever, I'd be glad to listen.