Posted: July 18, 2015 at 6:46 am
we have been watching and waiting, counting the days until shep, Caesar and tigger are ready to go for weeks now. and yet every morning they wake up, ready to stay….ready to live this brand new day.
and then Harley silently sneaks past us without us knowing that her life was now done. I thought of each possibility of why she suddenly became so sick, and every single one of them was treatable. there was always hope and a conviction that whatever it was, could certainly be dealt with, managed or fixed.
I know shep and Caesar and tigger are going to die any day now soon, and I knew Harley was going to be with us for a very long time. I knew these things in my head and my gut..i didn’t even question their truth.
maybe this is the hardest part of rescue..i don’t know. I don’t even know what I think I do know. I think if you went back thru the blog, you would find a hundred different statements of the hardest rescuing parts.
maybe the only real truth of it is…it’s all so god damn fucken hard.