The day I let you go over the Rainbow BridgeWe have shared so much, my sweet darling.
I still remember your as this new born, fuzzy white and black puppy what called out so surprinsingly loud when I held you on the palm of my hand.
How you grew, to be pretty, and smart, and stubborn, and playful, and gentle and loving and caring.
You were a dream dog. You were MY dog. Through thick and thin we stuck together for more than a decade.
You helped raise kittens, you gave your love to al those poor mistreated dogs we fostered together, showing them that humans could be trusted, that there was still hope. You cared and played and cuddled and helped so much over the years. I am so so proud of you.
I helped you across the Rainbow Bridge today.
You couldn't do it by ourself, and you hurt so much. I could see it in your eyes, in your stiff gait, in those whimpers you couldn't muffle those last days. So yes, I killed you, my best friend, and I am so sorry for that. I gave you this last gift of death so you could go with dignity, go in peace
Saying goodbye isn't easy, so please help me?UPDATES, EDIT AND NEWS (I will try to keep you posted as frequently as possible on what is going on, the fresher updates will be on top)
Taïga's health has taken a turn for the worse. I came back home yesterday to find her bleeding from her mouth and crying in pain. What vet and I feared is happening: the tumor is digging through her palate and it causes bleeding and suffocation. I called my vet asap and she came at my place immediately. After something to stop the bleeding and some morphin to stop the pain, she sat me down and , well..
It is time. We knew it would happen at some point, and it is happening faster than we thought, but it is time.
We won't be able to keep the pain at bay much longer and Taïga is in pain, sad, unhappy and suffering.
It has been a very, very hard decision to take but after the night Taïga had, whimpering when she couldn't sleep and stalking around the flat in distress and such...
We will help my furb