The sad end of the circle
The humane and lest disturbing way to phrase it is, put her down. But all I can think is that I killed her. I came home from the grocery store today and found Baby lying on the floor of her cage struggling to move. I wanted to ignore it. I wanted her to get up and climb up to her hammock. I couldn't because she couldn't. I went out back and dug a hole near where my other pets are burried. Then I came back and picked her up, brushed the ceder chips off of her and wrapped her in a white towel. I took her out to the hole, kissed her goodbye then shot her in the head. I’ve had a lot of pets in my life but this is the first one I’ve ever had to put down. In a little bit I’m going to have to dismantle her cage and put in the garage. But first I’m just going to sit here for a little bit.