I read the title and first post of this thread yesterday, and had no words. It was a total shock and a huge heartache to hear of this loss. I really looked forward to meeting Binx myself, one day. For some unkown reason I always thought of him as a very lovable soul that could convert the most avid of dog haters into a dog lover. He WAS an angel, sent to you and to us for a reason, to learn to accept diabilitity with grace and more so to accept it as normalality. He did not think of himself as different, and his true friends and loved ones didn't either.
I grieve for you because as anyone in your position, you will doubt your decision. I know I did when I was forced to make that decision with Amanda, the first cat I ever had to PTS.
My heart breaks knowing the emptiness you feel now that your house seems a little bigger and a little colder and a little quieter.

But feel good in the knowledge that Binx had a GOOD life, a GREAT life. A better life than a lot of people would have given him if they even allowed him to live this long. YOU knew him. You KNEW when the time came and I trust in your knowledge.

So grieve, yes, but also remember all the love and the fun and the joy of BINX. He wants you to remember the good times!

{{{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}}