2012 officially sucks, and it's only February.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I thought 2011 was bad.
Maria, sink down into your family's love. I can't even fathom what you are going through. Please know we love you and will do whatever we can. We can't do what you most need, but we will do what you most 2ndly need -- we will love you.
What Cindy said so fabulously well.
(Cindy!!)
Oh, Maria, I'm so very sorry.
Oh, Maria.
Maria, my deepest sympathies. I am so sorry. Please lean on anyone you need, including us. So, so sorry.
We're going to the vet on Friday. I'm actually going out of town for the weekend and I'm boarding him there. Maybe that's a good thing. They'll be able to observe him pretty closely for three days.
The vet should be able to give you ways to see even hidden pain. And it's hard. But you are a good cat owner and will make the difficult, unselfish choices, I know.
I don't know how to do this myself. I don't want to sleep. All I see is him when I found him when I close my eyes.
Maria, is someone there with you? Can you take something to help you sleep?
Just breathe. We're all here.
{{{{Maria}}}}
If I could take that vision out of your brain and just have it for you for a while so you could close your eyes and get some peaceful rest, I would do it. I'd give it back, because it is your life and your memory; I'd just borrow it for a while so you could have a few hours of gentle quiet.