I know you don't know me, and you most likely won't see this. My heart goes out to you on this day of all days. I took Dr. Claw in for some blood tests and as I was reading my magazines you carried your faithful friend in. He looked old and tired, but he also gave your face a lick before you took him into the back room. You did the right thing by letting him cross the bridge today, and he is in a much better place because of you. Your grief was almost physical and you walked out the door, but just know that you did what you could.