Tomorrow I will take Chevy to the vet. And I will come home empty-handed.
Chevy is blind and deaf, senile and disoriented. Most of the time she doesn’t know where she is.
She’s 18. She’s had a good, long life. We’ve been good to her. She’s been a loyal friend. She's given us unconditional love and allowed us to love her unconditionally.
We all say those things about our beloved pets. And they're true.
But tomorrow I will take Chevy to the vet. And I will come home empty-handed.