The hardest decision I’ve ever had to make is one I’ve had to do a number of times during my adult life. and it’s never gotten any easy to be fair.

It’s the heartbreaking decision to let go of one of the many feline companions go to rainbow bridge. It doesn’t mater if I’ve had them 19 years or 19 months, it hurts. In fact one of my last (rescue) cats passed away shortly after we gave him a forever home, his death still stings like fuck now. It’s hard to type through tears. He took care of his younger sibling on the streets, she came with him, and had really come out of her shell.

I’ve made some hard calls in life and in my work, I’ve dealt with death and all that goes with it. but that’s the one call I hate.