Took my baby girl Jessica to be put to sleep last night. She was 19yrs and 3days, but couldn't bear to see her suffering any more. Not pain as such, but she had dementia (aimless wandering, wailing at the chair, incontinent), had become so thin and probably had kidney disease. I'm a vet, so I'm used to helping other people make those sorts of decisions, but it was the hardest thing I'll ever do. I took her to a vet friend, and stayed with her til the end - it was very peaceful and she (quite uncharacteristically) didn't fight or argue, so maybe she was ready??
This is her just before we went - my cat with the beautiful eyes.
Just don't know what to do with myself now - haven't slept for 3 nights and feel so guilty (normal I know but can't help it). Postman overwhelmed me this morning with a whole armful of crafty stuff that all seemed to arrive at once, but I'm just not sure I have the energy or motivation to do anything, so I may not be posting anything for a while.