You really know how many people love and care for you when you have something traumatic happen in your life. I did have to put my beloved Whiskers put down this morning. It was the best thing to do no matter how hard it was. I was there with her as she passed. I felt it was the least I could do. She had been there during many lows of my life and offered me unconditional love.
Since this morning, I have had family, friends and co-workers comfort me as I now grieve over the loss. This will be a long process for me since Whiskers had been my companion for over 10 years. I am having her cremated and her ashes returned to me.
My brain continues to bring up thoughts of did I do the right thing? Was she going to get better? Was she really that bad off? These are thoughts that I will have to come to grips with and I will realize that yes, it was her time to go. I feel that if I was in that condition I would want someone to let me peacefully go to sleep.
I know that one day when I see the Pearly Gates, my dear Whiskers will be there wagging her tail waiting on me. Just like she always was when I came home.
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