I think we don’t really appreciate time until we know it ends. Unfortunately, we outlive some animals, but we get to enjoy time with them and doing everything possible to make their life better.

I lost my dog last year, it was rough. My family wasn’t there, I had to go by myself and the vet couldn’t do more to save her, but I was there, she wasn’t alone, she never was. I always watched her, played with her, even danced with her because she was very tall. I remember the first time I saw that she couldn’t peek at the window anymore, she was getting old and fragile and she couldn’t get up, I realized that I could only give her all the love I could, but I distanced myself some days from her because I didn’t wanna suffer her loss, I was afraid of what was going to come in the next months.

After some time, I realized I was being very selfish because I would remember all the love I had for her, but she would remember how in her last months I abandoned her, and I couldn’t let that happen. My love for her, my time with her; our time together was what make some parts of my life great! She made me feel better a lot of times and I always reciprocated.

I think one of the points of life, at least mine, is to make other lives better, that includes to help all the animals I can, even if I’ll have to suffer when they’re gone, because they will be happy all the time they lived.