02-02-2013, 09:03 PM
Cyan Wrote:
Many years ago my cat Ralph had cancer in his mouth. He couldn't eat. He could have lived, hungry and in pain, for a long time. Instead I held him and loved him as I said a merciful good by.
And the there was Molly my dog. Arthritis pain, I bought stairs to help her on and off the bed. She complained about having to walk outside to do her business. Old age allergies to everything, scratching herself constantly, and chewing on the bottom of her feet. Anemia, her gums were white (as was much of her fur), and as she lost blood, she also lost energy. Her anal glands had to be constantly expressed, because they kept hardening and no longer worked. I think I kept her alive for too long, and it would have been kinder to say good by sooner. When I did say good by, she knew full well what was happening, and she didn't take her eyes off me as she grinned at me with love.
vervex wrote:
I wish we respected each other human beings, as much as we do animals. Death does not exist. Another dimension of joy and love and wisdom awaits us when we die. We meet our soul group, our Teachers, our Guide(s), our Elders, our soul mate(s), our friends. I feel qualified to say this because of my near death experience when I was 25 (car "accident"), and because of the Life Between Lives (LBL) work I do as a hypnotherapist.
People in their LBL sessions have often run and danced with their deceased pets.
I'm not suicidal, but I do look forward to my death. This knowledge serves me as a constant Light of joy in my life. Helping each other die humanely would be a kindness.
Quote:I wouldn't put an animal to sleep unless its death was imminent (few hours) and it was in pain (broken bones etc right now with no hope of help such as an uninhabited island)
Many years ago my cat Ralph had cancer in his mouth. He couldn't eat. He could have lived, hungry and in pain, for a long time. Instead I held him and loved him as I said a merciful good by.
And the there was Molly my dog. Arthritis pain, I bought stairs to help her on and off the bed. She complained about having to walk outside to do her business. Old age allergies to everything, scratching herself constantly, and chewing on the bottom of her feet. Anemia, her gums were white (as was much of her fur), and as she lost blood, she also lost energy. Her anal glands had to be constantly expressed, because they kept hardening and no longer worked. I think I kept her alive for too long, and it would have been kinder to say good by sooner. When I did say good by, she knew full well what was happening, and she didn't take her eyes off me as she grinned at me with love.
vervex wrote:
Quote:My point is the following; if we valued animals' lives like our own, we would not be having this discussion right now. It is only because we, as a society, still see animals as below humans, creatures of lower worth, that we wonder if we should put them to sleep when they reach a certain age.
I wish we respected each other human beings, as much as we do animals. Death does not exist. Another dimension of joy and love and wisdom awaits us when we die. We meet our soul group, our Teachers, our Guide(s), our Elders, our soul mate(s), our friends. I feel qualified to say this because of my near death experience when I was 25 (car "accident"), and because of the Life Between Lives (LBL) work I do as a hypnotherapist.
People in their LBL sessions have often run and danced with their deceased pets.
I'm not suicidal, but I do look forward to my death. This knowledge serves me as a constant Light of joy in my life. Helping each other die humanely would be a kindness.
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