Wednesday 18 July 2012

Jesus, I could do with a drink!

It's been a pretty traumatic day.

First of all the washing machine man tells us that the machine is done in.

Then I had to take Spike, one of the two cats to the vet's to be told that he had heart failure. L and I had to make the decision whether to have him put down or let him struggle on for a few more, days, weeks,  who knows how long. Not the easiest decision in the world to make but we decided on the former course of action as it would have been even more heartbreaking if the kids were to have found him one morning.

Still,  he had a pretty good innings, fourteen, considering about 10 years ago another vet giving him a prognosis of a couple of years at the most due to having an under developed heart or something.

His brother Baxter, they were from the same litter,  is moping about. I'm pretty positive he knows the score.

Didn't think I would have been as upset as I am.

Played this a few times on repeat tonight for no particular reason.

Gillian Welch - Wrecking Ball


davyh said...

RIP Spike x

Artog said...

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well it were done quickly.

dickvandyke said...

Sorry bout that, drew and lovely fam. I'm afraid, it's a good lesson about love and loss.

ally. said...

i shall be raising a glass later. hope you're surviving dear

drew said...

Cheers folks.