Death & Dying

Into the Light

I’ve been begging for weeks, months even, “Give me a sign. Please. Tell me it’s time.” I’ve responded to Smudge's wailing, loss of appetite, weight loss, excess shedding, dehydration, long naps and inactivity by giving her more or less insulin. “What the hell kind of sign do you want?” she asks. I want more clarity,… Continue reading Into the Light