I euthanized my 10 yo mare last year around this time. She had an incurable neurologic disease and a rapidly diminishing quality of life.
I made the appointment about a month in advance. Going out daily to feed her that month was both deeply meaningful and deeply heartbreaking.
Shipping her to the vet hospital that day, letting her graze in the sun and stuffing her full of carrots, and cradling her head in my lap as she went, is a rusty box of tragedy that I have, still, almost a year later, not yet begun to open to process⦠beyond my unshakeable surety that I did the right thing and gave her the last best gift I could.
If I ever forget that, I have videos on my phone to remind me of why⦠but I havenāt needed to look at them yet. We take away their pain and replace it with our own.
Iām so, so sorry.