I'm having Mouse down at 4 today, it's going to kill me. I hate that it's my choice to do this, but I don't want him living in pain and he's getting up there and hasn't been looking well in the longest time.
I know it's the right thing but it's so fucking hard spending my last couple of hours with him, then I'll never see him again.
I fucking hate myself right now, and I fucking hate nature for not taking him in his sleep.
