Jeez man, it's never easy.Three weeks ago I had to say goodbye to my baby girl Ariel. She was 6 months old when I rescued her and I wouldn't trade the last 15 years for anything. She was smarter and more loving than some people I share blood with, I would have crawled through fire for her. I'm still very fragile emotionally and I've cried so much I've run out of tears more times than I can count. I'm fighting back tears just typing this out right now.
A few days ago I got a sympathy card in the mail from my vet, among the signatures was Ariel's paw print along with a small vial with some of her fur inside. It absolutely broke me, it was like ripping the scab off and pouring acid on the wound. I have not been in this rough of shape since I lost my dad, I miss her so god damn much.
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