He’s going. I know he’s going. I am preparing myself. I think. I don’t know. How can I, in all reality? He is the LOVE OF MY LIFE. No single person on this Earth has loved me so unconditionally. No human being has been there for me for so long. Not ONE single human. Just my dog – Jack. My beloved Jack. He’s getting weaker and weaker. He hasn’t eaten in 24 hours. I am feeding him water and meds via a 3ml syringe hoping to keep any pain and discomfort and thirst at bay. Being thirsty when you can’t move is awful. It saps your will. I don’t want him to hurt. I don’t want to keep him alive, to ease my own pain. If it is his time, then I accept it. I love him so much. I love him. God – this hurts so much.
I love you Jack.
I will always love you beautiful, beautiful Jack.
You are my soulmate.