Today I am putting my furbaby down. He is in pain and I just can't watch him suffer. I haven't left his side in two days. I don't know how I can bear this. Of all of our pets, he is the only one who is mine. I won't have a baby anymore.
It's so unfair. He should have grown old. He should have met our children. He should live. A dog this unique, this special, shouldn't die so young. No dog should. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Knowing it's the right thing is all that's keeping me sane.
How do I get through this?