On my way to the vet
I woke up and di dthe routine of going to my animals to see if they needed food or drink...When downstairs I found Connor, Duncan's brother, twitching and unable to move. Not making a sound, just in a constant death dance...I know this has to be the end for him, he is old, almost 9 years old, and I am off to the vet now to get him euthanised. He is in a box now wrapped in a blanket, warm and even now, gentle and peaceful. e never bit anyone ever, never even nipped when playing. Like hisll his life he was an angel. I hope in the next life he is reunited with Duncan and they can play forever in a warm forest with many places to hide and yummy things to nibble. And since it seems all i ever do is come on here to tell about the deaths of my loved ones, I think this is the last time I will ever post here. There is too much saddness, and reading these words again will only remind me of the final moments of those I love. Even now I am crying like a baby and doubt I will stop soon. Thank you all for your time, and may you have fun int he forest of life, always warm and safe.









