Sleep tight, old man.

It's a sad day. We said goodbye to our old boy today. He'd just got so weak, had more or less stopped eating and had become incontinent. Hubby said his goodbyes this morning, then I took him to Terry the vet, who agreed that it was time. Terry gave him a sedative and he went to sleep in my arms whilst I talked to him. He had the best life right up to the end and even as recently as yesterday was enjoying the sunshine in my neighbours garden (his fave place).

Life won't be quite the same without him.