It's Friday now, the day after, and the world is still the same.
I think that for a very long time, the two things I will remember most about last night are that her eyes were open the entire time, and the liquid in the euthanasia syringe was pink.
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Yeah, reading this made me cry, I'm so sorry.
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I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the Morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there;
I did not die.
Hugs, Hugs, and more Hugs. I don't know you that well but I do know that you loved that cat to pieces, much like I love mine. Tuesday will be missed but remember, you will see her again.
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I am so sorry hon...so sorry...
*sobs*
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