It's been a while since I have mentioned Ben on here. It's funny because NR used to be such a nice part of my horsey life where I would come and share all our news and the fun things we used to do together. Over the last few years I find myself not wanting to write anything.
I have just written a very long post about Ben and then deleted it all. I'm not sure what is stopping me from sharing. The short story is that he has been a godsend to me during lockdown, but 'that' decision is looming and it is hard. Really hard. Why is it OK and considered ethical to watch humans decline and suffer, but for animals we have to make the decision before they are deemed to suffer too much? It's impossible. Apparently I will 'know' when the time comes, but I don't know. All I know is that I need him and life without him just looks empty. What do you do when you are responsible for ending the life of the best friend you ever had? How do you ever get over it?
I have just written a very long post about Ben and then deleted it all. I'm not sure what is stopping me from sharing. The short story is that he has been a godsend to me during lockdown, but 'that' decision is looming and it is hard. Really hard. Why is it OK and considered ethical to watch humans decline and suffer, but for animals we have to make the decision before they are deemed to suffer too much? It's impossible. Apparently I will 'know' when the time comes, but I don't know. All I know is that I need him and life without him just looks empty. What do you do when you are responsible for ending the life of the best friend you ever had? How do you ever get over it?