I'm going home tomorrow because my 19-year-old family cat has to be put to sleep
we got her when I was 13! I thought I was going to be okay because she's been old and sickly for quite a while so I knew it was coming, plus I haven't lived at home in over 10 years (except I guess for a big chunk of 2017). but no, it turns out it's still really upsetting when your buddy who's been in your life since you were 13 has to go!
I'm gonna be okay, I just wish pets didn't have to be sick or die