Puff isn’t doing very well. She’s 19 years old. She’s been in pain for quite some time. We’ve had her on a lot of medication for a bit now.
In the past couple of days she is having a harder and harder time walking. Her back legs are just…. crumbling. She can barely lift her claws out of blankets when she wants to stand up and she cries because the effort hurts.
It’s time.
Puff isn’t going to be around much longer. I might go to an event this weekend or I might (accurately) claim grief and stay home.
It’s time to say goodbye.
I’m sorry, Krissy. So sorry that you have to say goodbye. I hope that you know you are doing the kind, responsible, loving thing.
That’s always been a super difficult thing for me. Losing pets is genuine grief. Take all the self care you need.