love has no bounds and please don't beat yourself up as I can feel for you. I felt like I murdered my boy when I had him put down. I kept questioning my dissision to do this. Maybe he wasn't as sick as he was. Don't beat yourself up, because your Tootsie knows you loved her and it was just a terrible accident, that unfortunately happened. I left Pooh out all the time when he was so sick that last week and we talked about the RB and he slept under my place where I was sleeping. I could reach out and touch him. He knew probably better than I that the time was near, as he qiut his meds and wouldn't eat. Beck I am so sorry for your loss. [Posted in FML 5404]