Dear Vale;
I just walked my pack of 12 year old pups through the forest behind my house.
They are grey and slower and one won't be walking well enough to come much longer.
We pass the place I have put their elder brothers and sisters when their time came and the Japanese Red Maple that marks it.
It is a soft ache to walk past, and also soft joy to remember.
I know from reading your posts you understand that better than most.
It is hard to let go but honorable to do so when they need you to say yes.
Peace to you today.