happyginny
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2008
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I have suffered from depression for over 30 years. I am in therapy, on medication. Last week my 8 year old Boston Terrier became ill. Wouldn't eat, barely drank. The vet thought maybe an infection of some type and gave me antibiotics. She started having seizures, could not sit or stand up. Took her to the emergency vet and they put her to sleep for me.
I love that dog. I feel so empty inside, cold and barren. I have lost pets in the past, none of them crushed me like this. I held her while they administered the injection. Kissing her and telling her that it was ok to go. I know she is better off. I feel like I lost part of me.
I love that dog. I feel so empty inside, cold and barren. I have lost pets in the past, none of them crushed me like this. I held her while they administered the injection. Kissing her and telling her that it was ok to go. I know she is better off. I feel like I lost part of me.

