Saying goodbye to a four-legged friend is something we all dread, and yet from the moment we look into their eyes and promise them, "You're mine," we know that the time will one day come.
For those who met Herman even once... he had your heart. He was a clown. He had a joy de vivre that made him seem almost human.
Three years can be a very long time and a very short time. It seems like only yesterday that Daddy was with me. It seems like a hundred years that he's been gone. And yet, he is here with me, every day.
It is clear that, come the time, I will do the right thing by my Scout. My baby. I will not let her suffer. We are told that we love our animals so much, we know when that moment is upon us. And we do the right thing. But how?
I first met Angus in 2002, and we became close. Last winter, Angus started slowing down and sleeping even more than cats usually sleep. We brought him to the vet, and the diagnosis was leukemia.
I have been told by very wise people that I have to make friends with Death. I believe they are right. But I have not yet been able.
By Vetstreet Grief is a natural reaction to the loss of a cat or dog. It's hard to know how to cope with losing a four-legged member of your family...
Grieving for a cat is a tricky proposition. Especially if you're a woman. By just owning one, you're a potential punchline and crying over one is viewed as more Cathy than cathartic.
I'm way too old for this. Nobody gets his first pet in his sixth decade. Then again, I'd always known pretty much everything I needed to know about w...
