I know. I'm almost there right now. My dog is tore up from cancer. It's so hard to know when is the right time to put him down. I don't want to prolong any suffering, but I don't want to take any of his precious time away. He still plays at the park, so I think he's alright for now. Still it breaks my heart to watch him be sick. It's just tearing me up inside.
The only way I can explain the feeling is a nauseating knot in the pit of your stomach and in the very base of your soul.
Funny you said that. These words to a Led Zeppelin song fill my mind:
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry oh oh ah ay
Baby please don't go
When I read the letter you wrote me
it made me mad mad mad
When I read the words that it told me
It made me sad sad sad
But I still love you so
I can't let you go
I love you - ooh baby I love you
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Every breath I take oh oh oh oh
Oh every move I make ay ay oh
Baby please don't go
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
It hurts me to my soul oh oh oh oh
You hurt me to my soul oh
Darling please don't go
When I read the letter you sent me
it made me mad mad mad
When I read the news that it broke
It made me sad sad sad
But I still love you so
And I can't let you go
I love you - ooh baby I love you"
I just made that dreadful decision this morning for my long time partner of 13 1/2 years, Spike. I cannot stop thinking about him.
However, your words have brought some comfort to me.
Thanks pal! RL