More often than not, when I bring Peppa to the animal hospital, I see someone sitting there crying over the loss of their pet. It affects me deeply every time. That kind of grief is something I know well from losing pets of my own, and it never gets easier.
You can see the pain in their eyes, the way they hold onto a collar or a blanket like it is the last piece of their friend they have left. It is raw and real, and it makes me wish I could do something, anything, to ease even a little of that hurt. But I know that in that moment, there is nothing I could say to make it better. Sometimes all you can do is hope they know someone else understands what they are going through.
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