Just that really.
The children are heartbroken and looking at me like I am a murder.
Our cat is 14. He's not fixable, if he was to have palliative care it would only be for a week at the most and he'd have to visit the vets daily. The vet and nurse let us make our decision and said I'd made the best one.
There I go... Justifying to myself why its the right thing to do.
He's been the most brilliant cat. Funny, stroppy, friendly to everyone in the street.
I can't imagine not hearing his cat flap closing and his big meow to let us know he's in and needs food and hugs (in that order).