Brian Dies

Up as usual. Lorraine off early to have breakfast with Beth and her new NCT pal Lucy. Brian miaowed soulfully when Lorraine left and I had to go and comfort him. Sylvia was here this morning, and after phoning Mum I decided to use my new bus pass and went off to Friston Forest for a walk. While I was waiting for the bus, I bumped into Beth and Lucy, with the babies off to Rhyme Time. After that I met Eileen Counsell again, and her husband. Eileen is a former professional musician, who is active in the local arts community, and a good egg.

Lovely to walk in the forest, to green bathe and crunch on autumn leaves. I took lots of photos. A call from Lorraine who had been contacted by Sylvia. Brian had had another terrible fit, foaming at the mouth and had tumbled downstairs and hurt his leg. Sylvia was in tears when Lorraine found her. Lorraine stayed with him and we made a vet's appointment for this afternoon, and we went to the vet and took the hard decision to have him put down. The vet was offering a suite of further tests, but the poor boy was nineteen, rapidly losing weight, with advanced kidney disease, was deaf and subject to appalling fits. 

I had to sign the consent form and Lorraine stayed comforting him while the dose was administered. I paced about outside feeling horrid. This done I went home and tidied away his cat bowls and the litter tray he used in latter days, and Lorraine went off to tell Beth, who she'd already spoken earlier about it as Brian was originally Beth's cat.  

Brian was a handsome boy, and a cuddly cat in his old age. I am going to miss him waking me up each morning.  Feeling that we'd probably done the right thing, but nevertheless a tough day. Lorraine and I grateful we had each other to rely on.  

Brian had a good long life and was always loved and cared for .