Moop

I euthanized my Moop at 4:30 this morning. She had renal failure. She was 11. I love her even though she gave me heart palpitations and kept me up at night. There is a small percentage that feels relief. I am free. I gave her a good life. But, damn it. I miss my Moop. My arms ache to hold her and pet her again. I want her to sleep at my feet again. The loss is great.

She gave me one last night of hell that is up there as being one of the worst nights of my life. Thank you Moop for that. Honestly.