an animal dying is far less grevious and breath taking than a family member of great friend dying.
but somehow, through the barrier of exact communication watching the suffering of an animal is far more instantly painfull and gut wrenching.
its times like this that we realise, life, from a single cell organism to the greatest magnificant animals that ever roamed our earth, is all about the same thing in death. the energy of consiousness and life itself is just as fleeting and appreciated by anything that is alive at deaths door.
geuss thats just a prediction, but one day i too will know.