[Ron61]

It is 5 PM and I just finished burying Sherry. I had to have her put to sleep this morning as her Pancreas was not getting better and then she had kidney problems that suddenly showed up and they were going to shut down. My vet brought her home and put her in the casket and he and his son did most of the work burying her. I am a total wreck and my doctor wants me in first thing in the morning. His statement was if I break now I won't come back ever. Ken brought Teddy to see me and I wish he hadn't as he still has the stitches and collar on. He just cried in the cage and linked my fingers and wanted me to take him, but I have to have some time alone for now. And I had rather have him up there until next week when they remove the stitches so they can watch him for a day or so in case anything slips. Another night of no sleep as I paced the floor all night last night trying to make the decision. I think the kidneys starting to shut down helped me with the decision, but I am not is shape for anything but to bury right now. But she looked so peaceful and nice in her casket that I felt for the first time in years she wasn't hurting somewhere. Sorry for the long ramble, but to tell the truth I am so doped up I am not even sure what I am saying. Not asking for sympathy, just trying to keep from crying like a 12 year old in a candy store. But I had 14 1/2 years with her and she got me through losing Tasha, so I am sure that she and Tasha are really enjoying each others company now.

Ron