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Originally Posted by ShadowNinjaHamster
That's why I got lucky. He was always waiting for me at the certain times to get outside and play.
I have no idea how I did, but I'm glad I got to be with him. I hope he died without feeling any pain and I hoped he was dreaming of beautiful things. While we were at the waiting room at the vet's he kept looking at me for awhile. What makes me feel better is that he doesn't have to suffer anymore, because the vet asked me if I am sure I want to proceed with the operation. If I would've said no Bogie would be still alive, but suffering and that's not life either. He could no longer do Bogie's things. It's been awhile since I even heard him running on the wheel.
I'm just grateful to him for everything.
My friend gave me his framed picture, so he's still always with me and he's looking at me right now as well  |
That was so thoughtful of your friend. It will be lovely to have his picture close by you.