and I'm numb. My beautiful boy went to sleep today. It was the most awful decision I've had to make and I feel so alone. He was 20 years of age and went down hill this last week. I took him to the vet several times this week to check how he was doing, and my lovely vet told me I'd know when he was ready. Today was the day. He was very poorly and I had to make the decision all on my own. I stayed with him the whole time and as awful as it was, I'm glad that I did it. What a dreadful thing to have to do. I hope he is now with his big brother and they are happy together. I really wish he could have passed away peacefully at home, but the vet doesn't do house calls. I miss him. It's heartbreaking.