Sad times January 20, 2009
Posted by Lauren Cooke in Depression, Family.Tags: death. pets, Depression, illness
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We had to have Tilly put down last night. After month’s of battling this illness it was obvious that she was in continual pain and discomfort – I felt terribly guilty. That said, what right of mine was it to take it upon myself to choose when my little Tilly should die? I have never felt such waves of guilt, watching her falling over in the little gas chamber, and then seeing her gradually stop breathing as we stroked her.
I don’t feel like posting much more today, please forgive me. We are, however, hopefully going to look at other rats tonight. Not as a replacement (Tilly was truely one of a kind, I honestly believe we will never have another such loving rat), but becasue now Storm is on her own – and she has never lived without company, ever.
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