Euthanasia, Part 2
Haunted Part 2 Euthanasia Panda was more than just a pet. Panda was my companion. I never once thought I would be the one who would consider her death. Panda’s last three days were spent at home with me. She was basically in hospice and although there were pills to give her, I found the act of forcing them down her throat more than either of us could bear. I finally stopped. I made the decision that I would be with Panda until the day one of us passed on, so on Wednesday, February 18 th , I took Panda back to the hospital. I knew she was happy no longer. I had requested we meet with one of my favorite doctors, the one that Panda had recently seen and also liked. My daughter and I, with Panda, had been taken to the grieving room. It was beautiful with wooden furniture covered with soft leather cushions. As we chose our seats, Panda held onto me with her little front legs as if she knew she would be leaving me. Panda was very sensitive and ...
