The luckiest person in the world. Half of it good luck and half of it bad luck.

The TAO of life.

Be kind to yourself. You are an amazing human.

I was going to say the same thing that onecaliberal said. I hope some of this helps you feel better, it is a hard time you have had but you not only did your best you were looking for a way to do better but there was no way to do better. Many hugs to you and if I were close to you I would be able to help you out while you mourn. It is part of the job so to speak, you must do it or not care...I know you would rather care and deal with the bitter, awful parts than not do it at all.

no comfort, no love, no one to cry for them when they are gone. This the heartbreak of an angel. Yes, double-edged with the joy of loving and caring for them the one side and the devastating heartbreak of losing them after such a short time when a piece of your heart is torn off and goes with them. It hurts!

Yes, this is the truth, Siwsan.

Be gentle to yourself sweet angel. You are are good hooman. Sometimes those are hard to find.

It happens so often....

I sort of watch over a few domestic ducks that live 24/7 free-range on the suburban apartment complex's retention pond. (People who suck dumped them a few generations back). They don't fly; can't migrate and have given us much joy! I miss the ones we've lost to one thing or another: Human and animal preditors (run over; tangled in fishing lines and/or attacked and mortally wounded; illness.) The baby ducklings don't tend to last too long but they do learn and have good intuition about dangers. Well, circle of life and all that. Hope you can cope with the grief and regain your joy!

and was so tiny so I took her back to animal control thinking they would help her and the next day they called and said they put her down because she was not "thriving" or something. I was so upset and I wished I had not sent her there and that I would have put her on liquid supplements and just kept feeding her. It was so heartbreaking because she was so tiny.

But the other one that came with her is still here, 2 years old now and healthy. I had to adopt her because I just could not give her back. Plus she is a black cat and I have heard that black cats have a hard time getting adopted. So she is mine now and I love her.

I am so sorry for your loss. It is so hard to lost a fur baby.

Here is Lola. Sorry for the big picture. I didn't resize it and I should have

We just had to put down a very old kitty a few days ago. Another one that started out as a stray. She had become deaf and blind. She would get lost if she got too far away from the porch, going in circles, bumping into things.

Its so hard.... But you were, and are, a good Mom. The one good thing they had in their little lives.

That's the best kind.