To put our poor old boy to sleep. I can’t stop crying. Hardest phonecall I have ever had to make.
DH took the day off to be with him and spent most of the day crying as well.
We have spent all day doing “lasts” - last dinner, last evening walk/hobble, last denta-stick before bed, last time falling asleep in front of the fire. My heart is breaking every time.
The DCs don’t know. They know he has been really poorly and will not be with us much longer so they have been spending the last few days getting lots of cuddles with him and feeding him treats at every opportunity. We decided not to tell them because we thought it would be better for them not to be here when it happens, but there is no way I could have sent them to school knowing that he wouldn’t be here anymore when they got home. I have no idea if we made the right call despite agonising over it for the past few days.
He is finally asleep now so I will try and have a few hours in a bit before he wakes in the early hours and starts crying for some company. DH and I have been doing shifts with him but will probably both get up with him this time so we can spend his last few hours together.