My Bijou acted "fine" when I got him to the vet the day I decided he had suffered enough. He purred at me and looked out the window at the scene outside. I always wondered if I'd let him go too soon. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I'll always love him. And I know your Moo got the very best of a full life because you loved her so much. She and you were lucky to have had one another.
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Date: 2019-12-03 04:45 pm (UTC)May she come to your in your dreams, now.
My deepest sympathies.