Amateur fanfic writer and reader. Sometimes I get dreams, dreams of ponies, and wish that someone would write a story based off them. So why not me?
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Canterlot's animal shelter needs volunteers. Won't you help an animal that can't help itself?
I trust her with every job around here. Well, almost every job. Anything dealing with scissors is my responsibility, needles and chemicals too.
She names them, every single one of them. That makes my job all the more difficult. She doesn't know that. I won't let her know.
Let sleeping dogs lie, so goes the old adage. Remember Max, don't tell Fluttershy.
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Well, it's sad, that's for sure, and very real. I'd think it would be crueler not to tell a fifteen-year old Fluttershy, but it fits very much with why she weeps when she can't get anyone interested in helping at the shelter.
Beautiful... just... beaitiful
I-I-i-i...
*Hugs ma fluttershy plush*
Jesus...
I'm a vet tech, and euthanasia is always the hardest thing. Always. I could never handle shelter medicine.
Of course Fluttershy knows. She's not stupid. That doesn't make it any easier.
This is unexpectedly thought-provoking. I can't quite put my finger on what, but there's a philosophical meat in this story that brings a surprising amount of depth. Nicely done!
Two years working kennel for the local vet, and a heap of rescues and fosterings here. Not as bad as working in the shelter, thank goodness. I think this would've made me cry more only if it was like, Winona instead of Max or something. Still, damn, that stings. Good stuff.
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That might have been too on the nose. I'm not that evil.
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I think I found out what it is. A little doggie dies! This is pretty much the saddest thing ever!
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For all you know, Max could very well be a cat. Cats play catch, don't they?
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It might something along the lines of whether you should try to defend the innocent, even if such a battle is meaningless. What do you tell the kids when Grandpa has a fatal heart attack? How do you explain that their mother and you are separating? Is a lie worth it?
Heck, I could have done this with Applejack trying to decide what to tell Apple Bloom after Winona needs to be put down. Might have gotten a few more views. Oh well.
Aaand, it's 12:00 at night and I'm crying like a little girl. Thank you.
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You're welcome.
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Poor widdle kitty cat.
Oh, yeah.
Why did someone have to bring this topic up?
Why?
Growing up, I wanted to be a vet, but the thought of having to put an animal down was too much for me. That and I'm as dumb as a brick.
I think Fluttershy knows what the doctor was doing. She's smart and, as stated in the story, knows what the inventory is for. Still, many tears were shed. Thank you for writing this.
The Feels.
Perhaps this story alone explains why Fluttershy is so caring and loving to all animals. I have a feeling she knows what happens in the back, but still somehow manages to have a cheery face for them. Animals are her livelihood, so Fluttershy understands that there time on this world is very, very brief. She wants to give them the best love and compassion that they can feel, so that they won't feel so scared and alone, and in return the animals will stay optimistic in finding new homes. Or at least know that someone loves them; that there is a natural source of care in the world.
This story was much deeper than I expected, and really hit home for me, personally. Very well done!
Oh what's this, a story tagged Sad and Dark? Well it can't be that bad.
*Reads*
And now Sarah McLachlan is singing over my shoulder as I cry.
I just re-read this, and like the first time I was impressed by the way you told the story. Good job.
You broke my feels meter...
