May 21.
I feel like I betrayed him. But he wouldn't go by himself. I practically begged him to.
I think I should not be this upset about the loss of a dog. He was only a dog. I don't griev random humans though, do i? It's the relationship that matters.
I experienced an "I can't breathe" moment. I really could't breathe, though I was trying to. The airways closed up.
He did not want to die. I could see it in his eyes.
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