She had a feeling this was going to be her final visit.
He was lying comfortably when she arrived. He was only just awake. A brief update from the surgeon confirmed her worst fears. She pulled up a chair and sat for a long time simply making eye contact with him, holding back tears. They had spent many happy years together. She leant forward and whispered a few loving words to him. Saying how much she loved him and how she had enjoyed their life together, telling him how wonderful it had been. She had to stop and find a tissue. She wiped her eyes and did her best to smile. With a heavy sigh, she gave his ears a final stroke. He’d always liked that.
She looked up at the man and nodded.
The vet came forward with the syringe.
