We let Angel go this morning. The vet thinks she may have had a brain tumor. Her right eye no longer worked as of yesterday… she couldn’t open or close it, you could just see the red of her third eyelid. And she was pacing in circles. She wasn’t in a good place anymore.
I slept all day after we let her got his morning. It’s my way to avoid emotions. Now I eat because I think I should, not because I’m hungry. And drink for the same reason. I know we’ll get through this, but it’s not going to be very easy.
My husband came with as we let her go. He is a wonderful man and he cried with me.