Farewell my beloved

This is one of my last photos of my beloved Betsey. She had not eaten for a few days, she was weak and beginning to deteriorate.
We didn’t make it past Christmas as I had hoped.
I made the painful but loving decision to have her suffering end. I was with her as the vet gave her the injection and stayed with her for a time after.
Then I went to the cafe next door for a cup of tea and sat there feeling numb.
Fortunately it wasn’t as hard as I thought to get through Midnight Mass. I was so tired and wrung out.
I know I did the right thing, but my heart is broken.
RIP and rise in glory my beloved Betsey. You were the sweetest, gentlest, most placid cat.