Tweetypie
Member
Three weeks ago, after a week of gradually declining, my beloved Barbie was no more.
She had not been herself for several days. I brought her in one day, whilst I was homeworking. She didn't eat much, she didn't want to go out, not even when I put her on the grass outside, thinking this would magically work. I called the vet and she gave me a time slot the next day.
Next day came and Barbie did not eat or drink at all. I knew I had made the right decision to take her to be euthanised. When 5pm came, after I finished work, I put her in a small box with soft bedding, on my knee in the car. We were only a mile out of the village. As I stroked her, she closed her eyes and never opened them again. I was heartbroken. It was as if she had stayed alive all day until she saw me when I finished work, which in a way made me feel better, as I know she died in my arms peacefully.
As you all know, I absolutely adored Barbie, she was almost 3 years free of her caged existence. A good innings I guess.
She had not been herself for several days. I brought her in one day, whilst I was homeworking. She didn't eat much, she didn't want to go out, not even when I put her on the grass outside, thinking this would magically work. I called the vet and she gave me a time slot the next day.
Next day came and Barbie did not eat or drink at all. I knew I had made the right decision to take her to be euthanised. When 5pm came, after I finished work, I put her in a small box with soft bedding, on my knee in the car. We were only a mile out of the village. As I stroked her, she closed her eyes and never opened them again. I was heartbroken. It was as if she had stayed alive all day until she saw me when I finished work, which in a way made me feel better, as I know she died in my arms peacefully.
As you all know, I absolutely adored Barbie, she was almost 3 years free of her caged existence. A good innings I guess.
