My Sweet Baby Girl
Pasted from Facebook: It doesn’t seem right to not tell you, I would only not say because I am too sensitive, and if I tell you I helped a little bird find its people before it was eaten by Frank the cat, and you give me well meaning advice to leave it alone, I cannot just fluff it off. It gnaws away in my brain and turns to shame, and I have lived a lifetime of shame, I don’t need it, want it or deserve it. Maxie’s health has taken a turn for the not at all pleasant quality of life and after lying with her on the kitchen floor (she can’t get up) all of yesterday, watching her every breath, I have made the difficult decision to step in, and I am very big on letting nature take its course but I also hate needless, preventable suffering. We’re going to the vet at 1:00 today. I am fairly certain the vet will think it merciful to euthanize her. I love you all for loving her, it means so much to me, that I’ve been able to share her sweetness with you. Doodle has missed her, no doubt, and I’m sure he will come help her to the other side. Going to cry now. Please don’t press me for details. I am as curious as the next person and I love a good story, but you must trust my judgement here, and if you don’t, you are no good friend of mine. Hugs and more hugs, LB
