My friend’s dog died today, apparently from uterus infection, which sent her into shock. They only found her at 4 in the morning, lying on the floor staring into them with wet eyes. She was unable to move but she did manage to stare blankly with wet eyes. They then took her to A&E where she died after an operation.
After my friend told me I was wondering what do we want pets. I have a dog and I know that half its life is already gone and now we’re waiting for her to die. I love her and she never fails to bring a smile to my face, greet me enthusiastically, pester me to bring her for walks and sit beside me when I’m sad. But I know she’s going to die soon and I don’t know how well I’m going to take it. And now comes the question, why did I want her in the 1st place knowing that she’ll die sooner than me…
I guess we shouldn’t look at it from a “waiting for her to die” mentality but we should have a Crap Diem mentality yeah? But that doesn’t hurt the pain any less when she does.
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