Things seem to have happened very fast this afternoon. Our poor Chipie couldn’t get up, after weeks of us having to help her. But this time once I eventually helped her to her feet she fell over again. It must have been this last month or so that we’ve been asking “shall we?” – each time she bounced back looking her usual cute self making “that” decision even more difficult.
But today was different – she had left traces of blood all over the terrace in her many efforts to get to her feet. Something had to be done even if we had to get past that wall of guilt that this sort of thing involves.
This evening we took her to the vets, which was very hard as we had to tie up her mouth. They were running late so we had about a 45 minute wait, the last 20 minutes with us alone on the floor with her, in the waiting room. Then we stayed with her to say goodbye, to caress her, to show her we loved her so much. Thumpah cried, I cried, but I think that now she is in a much better place and now we can move on keeping our memories of her 16 years in our hearts.
Thank you to all the friends out who have been very sympathetic over the last few months, as we tried to face this hard decision. It has been made and we now feel much better, which I didn’t think would be the case!