how? how do you end a life? i can understand when, but how? i see it at work, i see the tears, the grief. the lifeless dog or cat eyes, the purple/blue to grey gums...
how do you get past the weight of the body as you place it with care in the bag? or as you carry the urn to an owner? this was max, this was tiger...
how do you climb over the second you say goodbye, to the next second which carries the ceasing beat of a heart?
today, i finally let the gravity of the situation break me down. crying rinses my soul, but it doesn't stop it from aching. i've seen this scene many many times and mostly from the other perspective, now it's me and hopefully, someone from the other perspective will be there with me for the support i'll need.
be kind to and love your pets.