My dogs and my parrot are my life. They're my support system, my confidantes, my unconditional love. This week I may have to make the end of life decision for one of the dogs. I'm handling it by - not handling it. The decision won't be here until it's here, if it gets here, and I'm not considering it until then. The other half is dealing with it by falling apart.
I know mine will be worse, if it comes to that, but it's better right now. Now is where I am. Now is where Little Miss is.