This must be the hardest thing to do posting about this. Like everyone else before me said. You only know when it is right.
For me it is quality of life for my furkin, not for myself. I think about them as if I was them what would I want. I had to do it twice within three months of each other. One we knew was coming. He had cancer in his ear. The other was sudden. I knew I would miss them dearly. But the greatest gift I could give them is to die with dignity. |