-last memory of him was holding on to my finger and looking at me as though saying, “no mom don’t let me go”.
I let him go.
I called the girl two months later to see how he was and discovered he died of a heart attack shortly after rehoming.
I fucking cried and cried. The guilt was crushing.-
I let him go.
I called the girl two months later to see how he was and discovered he died of a heart attack shortly after rehoming.
I fucking cried and cried. The guilt was crushing.-
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You loved those birds til the end and I-
I couldn’t grieve him properly because I wasn’t allowed to. Downed a whole bottle of tequila that night.
The memories still linger as scars. It was my fault. I knew it.
I can’t let this happen again. Not to Rubin
All birds are. I wish more people could see that.
I hope you now have the space and support needed to properly grieve both of your companions. New loss opens