This video got me right in the feels. I’ve had to be there a number of times when death claimed my furry friends. It is the price you pay for the love they give. It’s awful every time. And yet somehow beautiful. You know that they are not in pain anymore. You know that they loved you, and you know you will love them till the day you die.
A few tips if you ever have to help a friend over to the other side:
- Take the day off and really spend time with them. As much as they can handle.
- Cry. Let the tears come. Let the anger, the hurt, the love come. Let it out.
- I know that it is hard to cry in front of the staff at the hospital, try to not care. But god is that hard. Harder than it should.
- Don’t be afraid to be there for the whole journey. Hold your friend as he dies. Dead bodies aren’t dangerous.
- If you have the option, dig their grave your self. I didn’t understand how cathartic hard manual labor can be until I dug graves in grief.
I wish I could say it gets easier to do. But it doesn’t. It has to be done eventually. However, it can make you a better person, if you’ll let it.