We had Milly in the family for 20 years. The lady 7 years since my mother died she has been my companion.
Mid week she vanished and we were sure she had wandered off on her own terms to pass away.
Today I had a knock on the door it was a neighbour that found Milly hiding in her shed/bin cupboad. Milly was very weak and shivering. I got her to drink water and kept her warm and kept her company until she passed away. We were looking at each other and I told her that everything was going to be ok she reached a paw out to me in the moments leading up to her passing somewhat peacefully.
The thought of her being in there for 2 and a half days may haunt me for a while but I am happy we got to say goodbye. It's better than not knowing.
A truly sad day. But she had a good life living 20 years
I am just finding it really hard not to keep going back to the heartbreaking moment I lifted her out of that bin cupboard/shed
This is the last photo of us together.
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