I have been so unbelievably crabby for the last 2 weeks. I finally figured out why. The other night, I was wrapped in my blanket of Chili Dawg and I was crying. I realized how guilty I feel for putting Chili Dawg to sleep. I feel like I failed him. We couldn’t afford chemo, so part of me wonders- if we had done chemo, would his cancer have returned so quickly? He was my best companion and friend and I couldn’t help him at the end. I know we say “no regrets”, but I just feel terrible that I couldn’t do anything for his cancer at the end. When it was time for our vet to give him his injection, I just sat there with his head in my lap telling him how sorry I was. I don’t know how to get past this feeling of guilt and feeling of failure. Help me, please.