Unique, I kept asking myself, "What am I waiting for?" Even 1 week ago, I would have refused to put him down, but this weekend, I knew. You will know as well when it is time.
He hates the vet. He trusted me that I would go and pick him up, like I always do. He stood at the door while I was saying goodbye to him, just staring through, waiting for me to open it and go home. That was and is the hardest, I had to break a trust between us.
I am so sad. He is gone and it was the only thing I could have done.