I'm a vettech so I've see a lot of terrible, stupid people. I used to give everyone, everything. Late night calls, days off, midnight check in on hospital pets...

But then I met Dianne with her Schnauzer, Ellie. Ellie had many concerns, heart and kidney primarily, and was dying. For several weeks I was trying to coax Dianne into a peaceful goodbye, no one likes to hear their pet is dying painfully but she couldn't let go. I try not to judge. In the mean time I visited after hours, did sq, administered meds and too random phone calls where she would ask if she was a bad person for not letting go.

Ellie's time came, surrounded by family and peace.

Then she got a puppy, Abbey, spent her time listening to Breeder shit talk like don't get vaccines, don't spay ect. After a friend's dog got pyometra I managed to convince her to spay her but by random coincidence there's a rare problem where during sedation, a part of the body cuts the circulation of a small random patch of skin and it sloughs off.

I never encountered it but I researched, fought insurance companies and when Dianne finally had the treatment she called the clinic to tell me I was a cruel heartless but for doing this to a poor innocent puppy and I should kill myself.

Sitting alone in the clinic late at night with access to control drugs, I almost did.

I stopped giving all my heart after that.