Shadowprophet
Truthiness
So, I don't want to go into detail about this, In September I unexpectedly lost one of my puppies, Now, My oldest one, The one who has been sick for years has reached a stage where she is consistently having coughing fits. I know to many this is just a dog, but to me, this is my baby that I've done everything in my power to extend her life as long as possible. To the extent of Medications and steroid shots and special diets.
She is a fighter, So it's a slow painful process, worsened by the fact that there is no escape for me, This is my baby, she is scared, She wants to be held, and I assume she will pass away in my arms.
I can't begin to tell you all the mixed feelings, Surprisingly there is a great deal of anger and I strongly desire to flee, to just run away from this. But that's not possible, sometimes it's more than I can take. I've always run from Death, I can't stand death or sickness or pain. I many times skip funerals of loved ones because, in my heart, I just want to avoid the somber reminder that everything living, passes. But now, Death and pain and dying want me to hold it, to allow it to die in my arms. It's more than I can bear and it's taking its toll on me. But I can't refuse this request of pure love. So this is how it shall be, I will comfort her and a large part of me will die with her, I won't deny how much it hurts.
The anger part comes about by a sealed fate that I can't refuse, even though I want too. It's difficult.
There will be times when I'm not around, It's just not a good time right now.
SP.
She is a fighter, So it's a slow painful process, worsened by the fact that there is no escape for me, This is my baby, she is scared, She wants to be held, and I assume she will pass away in my arms.
I can't begin to tell you all the mixed feelings, Surprisingly there is a great deal of anger and I strongly desire to flee, to just run away from this. But that's not possible, sometimes it's more than I can take. I've always run from Death, I can't stand death or sickness or pain. I many times skip funerals of loved ones because, in my heart, I just want to avoid the somber reminder that everything living, passes. But now, Death and pain and dying want me to hold it, to allow it to die in my arms. It's more than I can bear and it's taking its toll on me. But I can't refuse this request of pure love. So this is how it shall be, I will comfort her and a large part of me will die with her, I won't deny how much it hurts.
The anger part comes about by a sealed fate that I can't refuse, even though I want too. It's difficult.
There will be times when I'm not around, It's just not a good time right now.
SP.