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Thursday, February 15, 2007


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Thanks for sharing that. I wish I'd been with my Baubles when she died.

I think you did everything right, or as right as you could at the time. I am sure your Harry felt and knew that. I had a cat called Meows who I had had since I was a little girl of about 8, and he died when I was in my early 20's. We had to leave him at the vet and the vet called the following morning saying there was nothing more they could do, and we agreed for them to bring him home to be put to sleep in surroundings he knew. He died on the way back in the car. You don't know the regret I have of not being there with him. So, I guess as awful as it is, it's good that you were there with your dog. I still miss Meows can you believe it, and he passed away nearly 17 years ago. Pets really are forever.

This post made me cry.

Mikhela, writing it made me very sad - I cried too. I'm not sure whether to see it as therapeutic or like picking at a wound - even though I've lost very close people (including both parents), Harry's illness and death still triggered intense feelings.

That was very touching. Thanks for sharing such a personal story.

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