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Where do I begin this entry without tears? I'm sitting here at work just thinking about my fur baby Jina. She is just disappearing before my eyes. She is getting skinner and skinner as each day passes and is eating less. The way she looks at me with those eyes it just tears my heart apart. My parents and I would like for her to pass on at home but I have been thinking to myself that....its not a good idea. I think I am hurting her more than helping her. We give her food but she wont eat. God its killing me....I'm thinking of ....oh....I dont want to think of it. But I am thinking that I may have to take her to aid her in her passing. I cant see her suffering like that anymore. God I hate it. Its killing me. When I go to The Pooh's house and see Dippity I just get so sad. I sometimes take him in my arms and kiss him and hug him and wish he was Jina. It hurts so much.
I have to really think about this and talk to my parents about it. Are we really helping her or hurting her more. Jeeze I wish she could talk.
I gotta go....
- Mood:
sad
