And then there were 18….
Friday, September 25th, 2009Yesterday, we lost Tonto.
I can’t tell you how agonizing it is to make the decision to have an animal euthanized, especially one you love. To put him (or her) in a pet taxi and make that drive to the vet. Then to drive home afterwards feeling as though you’ve had your heart torn from your breast. And then there’s the digging of the grave and the emptiness that is infinitely larger than the hole you’re filling up….
He died from the same ailment Thackery Binx had: A failing liver. He was throwing up a lot and wouldn’t eat. He was almost 19. He was gentle and loving right up until he breathed his last.
To say we’ll miss him is an inadequate understatement.
