Gamer. Pony writer. Layabout. ...That's about it.
On what began as simply another day in the life of Twilight Sparkle, one near and dear to her becomes fairly ill. She calls on veterinarian Fluttershy for aid. Though she may not be prepared for what her friend has to say.
Note: I don't claim to be a doctor or a veterinarian.
I got the idea for this story last year when I had to put two of my cats to sleep.
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This struck me right in the feels. It actually reminds me of a situation a couple of months ago, I had a grey kitten named Rasputin though In short I call him Raspy. He was in pain from kidney failure and since I didn't have the insurance or money needed for his surgery the veterinarian said he'll be in constant pain, so she gave me the choice to either take back home or she can euthanize him and cremate his body and give us his ashes so I chose to have him euthanized. That was the hardest choice I had to make and to this day it still hurts. Right now I'm sure he's up in heaven chasing cat nip mice or pouncing on God's toes.
5631963 My second cat was suffering from kidney failure. We didn't get the option to cremate ours, so I buried them in the back. Their digging through that big litter box in the sky now. Sorry for your loss.
We moved from Los Angeles to a small town, not really even a town as it had about 300 residents, one gas station/market/post office and a rural fire station which was across the street from our house. We were poor, but managed to purchase 4 mutt horses in various ages and conditions. Mine was the biggest, though he had arthritis in his front legs and therefore could not take an adult rider. I was 6 years old when I got him, the huge 17 1/2 hand high bay towered over the tiny child who was short and weighed next to nothing. He loved to eat corn chips from your hands! My dad would give him a human arthritis capsule in a slice of white bread and feed it to him to help his legs. We would pack lunches and go for long rides, he seemed to do okay since I was basically no burden to him. But after 1.5 years, it became too difficult for him to walk, sometimes even stand up. This is when, as a small, young child, I learned what it means to have animals and that they do not live as long as humans. So the veterinary came out one morning and my dad had brought my horse from the pasture we rented to our front yard. My dad told my brother and I to wait in the house, but I peeked out the window just as the vet held a pistol to my horse's head and pulled the trigger. You must know this occurred in the 1960's and things were done a bit differently then. Later, the truck came and loaded my horse onto it and hauled it away, maybe to the glue factory, idk. My parents were horrible people and they never let me cry openly for my horse. They would say that its just ranch life and get over it, but jeez, I was 7 years old and it was my first animal.
This story instantly reminded me of that time in my childhood, even as the story just began. I guess every child must go through some form of this. But your portrayal of Fluttershy and what she says is what Twilight needed to learn and yet 'Shy did it in a caring, understanding way, how it should be done. Kudos and thanks for your story. A job well done.