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It's not so much being brave as just knowing that death (though it hurts badly for those of us left behind) is part of the life cycle. I wanted him to feel safe and secure and not stressed. And I wanted to hold him for as long as I needed to. It helped. Even with my analytical thinking process, I haven't escaped my emotions. I feel useless, because I have no one to wait on now. I'm not anyone's human slave anymore.Sweet Pumpkin, I am so sorry for how this story ended...
vampyre08 , you look so brave in his last moments. I remember I couldn't even breathe.
You were both so lucky to have each other.
May Pumpkin be next to you always in your life, as you were in his.
RIP Pumpkin!
The owners of the house where I rent a room have 4 dogs. Interacting with them helps. I have a favorite named Moose. He's a huge German Shepherd, the same coloring as my family's dog who died in 2000. I will eventually be OK. I took Pumpkin's collar and hung it from my rear view mirror. Even though it's been two days, I haven't dumped the unused litter in his box or even cleaned his water dish. There are no clumps in the litter box, just litter. It's weird.