My dear Karen:
I don't think there is anything harsh about realizing that there are no more options.
And I truly believe that there is mercy in helping a dog escape illness -- and mental illness is just as painful, I think, as physical illness, if not more. And as agonizing as it is, sometimes the only escape is final.
I think one of the hardest things about a situation like this is to grapple with how to make meaning out of it, because it seems so random and so brutal. A beautiful, loved, otherwise healthy being self-destructing through no fault of his own. It's horrible.
Please know that we're all holding you in your grieving -- as well as Connor and his owner.
And that maybe some other lost soul will benefit from something that came from your interaction with Connor, or his owner's interaction and love for him. And maybe his soul needed to learn something with this lesson in this round. Or maybe bad stuff just happens.
I don't know.
But I do know that finding open hearts and love and kindness made Connor's life different than it would have been without it. Whatever hell he's been living with would have been exponentially magnified without the kind of empathy and compassion he has been shown.
He -- and everyone who has touched his life, and who has been touched by his -- are the better for it, even if the last answer isn't the one everyone was hoping for.
Leigh
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