Today has been especially hard for some reason-it's not an anniversary, birthday...April 18th was the day and yet today I miss my boy terribly and the guilt is rearing it/s ugly head. I keep replaying it over and over AGAIN-he was alive when the vet came, the vet gave him the injection, and then he was dead. I did that to him, and it went horribly, and I know you have all heard that story before. But I was the reason that he was there one minute and not the next, and living with that is really tough-it is not the responsibility I ever want again, but being a pet owner I know that is how it is...part of the job. Anyway, I send hugs and peace out to those going through the same stuff over and over, and I send out much love to my boy and all of your babies.