As some of you may know, my boyfriend's dog, Angus was PTS last week because of major organ failure. I was the one who found him and made the call to his parents.
The overwhelming guilt I still feel about it, I believe, has a lot of inspiration for this post.
Please keep in mind while you read this, that I'm not trying to be morbid, and don't really want to be a "downer" or depressing, but I just want to see what you're opinions are on this, just to see if maybe I'm not the only person who thinks this.
Does anyone every get really scared of having a pet? By this I mean, pets generally have short life spans, some shorter than others, some longer, but by no means as much as a humans. Does anyone just get completely terrified about knowing that one day they might have to watch their pet die?
I have two cats as of right now, which I love so terribly much. I love these two babies like my own children, more than most people. My best friend's baby, Soni just died, Sean's dog died, my aunt had her oldest cat (age 17) PTS last month...is there something in the water?
I know these things happen. I know that, inevitably, it WILL happen. But sometimes just thinking about it overwhelms me probably more than it should.
When it comes to Angus, Sean's dog, I cried. And I tear up still. For Angus, for the grief his family feels. Some people in my life (note I say people, and not friends) say things like "It was just a DOG, what's your problem?" or "It wasn't YOUR dog, what's your problem..."
At this point, I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this post...So I will just ask: Does anyone else ever feel this way?
(my mom has always called me a doom-sayer.. )
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