Feb 27, 2013

And then there were eight ...


This afternoon, Josh and I took Fink to the vet and let her go.  She seemed to understand and was very quiet and looked us both in the eyes before we left, as if to show gratitude.  Our vet seemed almost as broken as I felt - she was choked up and hugged me before we left - this is one reason why I trust her completely.

Fink will be very much missed, but is no longer in pain, no longer frustrated over limbs that won't move right and a body that doesn't do what she tells it to.  She is whole again, fat and sassy and playing with Cap, Cocoa, Chance, Yogi and Sparta. I trust her to watch over everyone as they join her to wait for us.