I will not share too much information,
suffice to say each day my time is taken with,
washing floors, baskets and a dog!
It could not go on,
but it has taken these past three months,
for the whole family to understand the extent of the problem,
and to face up to the inevitable.
Yesterday I moved things on and visited the vet.
The appointment was made for tomorrow at 12.20!
Since then I can’t help but feel like an executioner.
My faithful companion for so many years,
has no idea as she comes wagging her tail towards me,
what I am planning.
As I was petting her this morning I felt like judas.
Today I should be spending all the time in the world with her,
but I cant, it is just too difficult.
As I was putting out her dinner,
I realised we have eight jars of food left,
but she has just one day.
Needless to say I overfed her,
which she was delighted with.
And for the rest of today she will be given
a plentiful supply of biscuits and treats.
Thankfully there is no need to prepare her for tomorrow.
She will get all excited when I get her lead,
and will happily get into the car.
Putting her to sleep will be the easy part.
Dealing with my youngest will be difficult.
And yet when this is all over I know without any doubt,
that my daughter will move on so quickly.
She will shed tears and feel lonely,
but spend hours on the internet looking at puppies.
In a weeks time it will only be me,
missing her presence,
and aching to pet her just once more.
A number of times today I was sorely tempted to ring the vet.
I could cancel it for one more week.
But no the time has come.
She will not get a stay on her execution,
Today is her last day on death row!