Tomorrow

Oh my God. I don't know how I'm going to do this or make it through. Tomorrow I will be holding Pepino while they put him to sleep. Kill him. My baby Pino. I only hope and pray that I'll be able to live with myself. In my heart I believe it's the right thing. The vet says the same. I can't stand to let him suffer and howl and stuff anymore. I hope Allen will be there with Hostess cupcakes for him. I'm so heart-broken.