Kerri,
As I write this, I am weeping with sorrow for all your pain.
When you write in your post that “I just hate to be the one to make the tough decision”, perhaps you could ask yourself if you are really making the decision, or if nature has already made it for you. As death is a part of life, this is the natural end of Flossie's long journey with you and your mother.
I have seen two close friends struggle with what to do as their beloved pets came to the end of their lives. In both cases, they were able to have a vet come to their homes and have the pet pass away in their arms as the medication was administered. For them, this helped greatly because they felt the pet “knew” they were safe. The pets were buried on their properties.
Also, you do have a choice. You can choose to not put Flossie to sleep and let the end come whenever it does--from everything you have said, the end is near-- or you could choose to intervene. Whatever choice you make is responsible and is clearly being made out of love. Only you can decide--that is both the burden and the privilege of loving Flossie. |