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9 years ago, tomorrow.

I got home from work, walked in the house, and found Amy holding something I could not understand. Big white thing with pink ears and I asked out loud, "What is that?" I honestly thought it was a weird looking rabbit. Cats are black. Or maybe striped. She said, "Happy anniversary?" Comes out it was single best gift I was ever given.

I had Xavier put to sleep today. As I suspected, the vet confirmed it appeared that he was going to be having another crisis like he had last year. And he had already dropped a huge amount of weight in the last 2 days, I decided it wasn't fair to put him through it all again.

It was the right call and it makes me feel awful. I am home, Amy and Logan know. I held Logan for at least a half an hour as he (we) cried. You would think it would get easier, but it doesn't and to have to go through it with Logan made it ten times worse.

Please go hug your pets. Thanks.


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