It's finally happened.
Today we had Isobelle put to sleep.
I phoned yesterday to make the appointment, her usual vet is away until the 28th. I said I'd phone back. DH and I discussed it and decided that it couldn't wait until the usual Vet's return, so we went ahead and booked.
I phoned them this morning to let them know that I was bringing her in to be put to sleep, and that I'd wait in the car until they were ready for us.
It didn't go as well as it might have done.
It's done now, and she's at peace. I hope.
It was the right thing to do, but it still hurts.
She was such a lovely loon. My precious polydactyl.
