Lovey

Lovey is the biggest regret of my life. I adopted her in 1991. She had elimination issues - urinating outside of the litter box. I took her to the vet, but there was no medical reason for it. In 1994, I lost patience - I could no longer stand the urinated carpets, the pulling bedspreads and coats down and urinating on them, etc. I felt I couldn't condemn her to living the rest of her life in a small cage at the shelter where I got her, nor make it another person's problem. I had her put to sleep - and I'll regret it the rest of my life. Thinking of her brings me a tremendous amount of guilt over how I failed her. I'd live in a home reeking of urine if it would bring her back, but I can never undo the decision I made.