tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12941086.post8726537469870028133..comments2024-03-15T21:43:52.652-05:00Comments on City in the Trees: Marking timeLone Primatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15746801663695992138noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12941086.post-65659516331742564402012-10-02T13:42:40.202-05:002012-10-02T13:42:40.202-05:00Roger wilco.Roger wilco.Bridgewaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06536588122777725073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12941086.post-3934518161016066152012-10-02T07:04:57.064-05:002012-10-02T07:04:57.064-05:00If you ever get a blog going, I sure hope you'...If you ever get a blog going, I sure hope you'll let me know. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12941086.post-80131214504995918362012-10-01T01:04:03.297-05:002012-10-01T01:04:03.297-05:00Max had lived long and well with you, and you were...Max had lived long and well with you, and you were able to give him a good death, so you seem to be at peace with that, but it sounds as though you've beaten yourself up over Twinkle because, conscientious and compassionate soul that you are, you have felt that somehow you should have tumbled right away to the seriousness of her trouble. That vet bill ought to provide absolution for any sin, imaginary though it be. Unlike with Max, there was "nothing, nothing, nothing" you could have done for her at the end, but while that knowledge should salve your conscience, it can't alleviate the shock, pity, and sadness at having witnessed her difficult death. <br />Bridgewaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06536588122777725073noreply@blogger.com