I had a terrible dream last night. It involved euthanizing a dog. I think it was brought on by the news that one of my mom's dogs is not doing so well. It made me really sad to hear that Rocky's blood work indicated that there is something wrong with his liver.
Egg Roll and Red are not my first pets, but they are the first ones that I am one of the main caregivers. I had a basset hound that passed away a few months after I moved to Ohio. My mom took care of Jomer more than anyone else and I was not the ideal pet owner. I regret that a lot. I get a little sad to think of Jomer because I did not give him the care and love that he deserved. It was nothing compared to how I take care of my current dogs. I don't know what I'll do when the time comes for either Egg Roll or Red. It's painful to think about it now and brings tears to my eyes. Sometimes I even think that having to experience the pain and anguish that will come when their time comes is not worth it, but then the hubster tells me I'm stupid.
Rocky is not my dog, but I hope he gets the care he needs.
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