On Saturday we took our dog 'Max' to the vets as he had gone off his legs.
It wasn't looking good either as they told us this n that..what it might be or
could be. We left in their capable hands. Sunday wasn't good either. He wasn't
responding to the drugs and still hadn't shown any real signs of getting
better. Today I phoned the vets at 8.30 to see how he was doing!
I left work immediately in a tearful panic. Max had gone down hill so quick
it was better to let him go now rather than later. I left a ruffled message
with the dept... eyes already red n swollen, tears streaming down my
face, chin low to avoid questions from passing work folk.
I drove like an idiot to the vets. I was informed that Max had
been given a sedative to calm him down. Apparently he'd also
gone blind so couldn't see me, but as the nice young vet opened
the cage, I immediately lay down stroking Max's head and telling
we loved him and he's going to feel some peace. I kissed him
goodbye and cried................................
The good vet then administered the lethal cocktail of drugs
into the intravenous drip and Max pain free went to sleep.
Rest in Peace Max, we love you