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I'm recovering from my fever and yet today is the day I said goodbye to the first real pet I had. Maza was with me 14 years, and although she was never a cat that would let you pet or cuddle her, I feel like a member of family went away. After she scratched her benign tumor, vet told we can try to operate it again with risk she would wake up from anesthesia anymore or we can end it. If I could have asked her does she want to fight on in her old age still to live, I would have but her condition was only getting worse from the first operation when the second tumor popped out a week later already. recently I just finished reading Stairs to heaven from Lorna Bryne and she mentioned a angel who takes care of the birds as well as a bird who died after just one summer spent with her and she saw his spirit take off in the sky on golden wings and unseen beauty. In death, all pain from life disappears, and the soul is released from the friable body to become perfect and complete