Tomorrow, one of my cats is going to die. He hasn't eaten on his own in five days, hasn't gone to the bathroom in just as long. He's been in the early stages of kidney failure since early this year... he's no longer in those early stages, and tomorrow he goes to the vet one last time.
But it's not just 'one of the cats', in a way, for this LJ...
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*hugs*
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::hugs::
poor shmoo.
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It doesn't get easier to live through it. But if nothing else it becomes that much more plain what decisions need to be made when.
I don't like the fact that when we adopt an animal we are responsible for everything about that animal, up to and including its death. It's deeply disturbing the more you think about it. But there's no real alternative - either you make those decisions, or you shirk them and you run the risk of letting an animal suffer pointlessly.
I'd rather make those decisions than not, but that doesn't mean I have to savor the process.
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