Sunday, September 7, 2008

He's gone

Flash died this morning. I knew he was going to go last night because he wouldn't drink any water and just didnt want to move. So I slept on the floor with him last night, so he wasn't all alone. Had some time to talk softly to him and pet him and tell him everything was going to be ok. I stand by my original idea. It would not have been good for him to die in some hospital by lethal injection. He died at home with me and his favorite toy by his side. I'm not going to write anything else today because I have a crying headache.

1 comment:

Ma said...

You did the right thing, he was very loved.