On borrowed time

This morning I called the vet and told him we wanted to take Bella off her steroids. We think that at this stage they're actually making her feel worse, on top of what she is already suffering. Although she isn't in any pain, she is getting thinner and more lacklustre by the day. It isn't fair to keep her going like this just because we can't bear to let her go. It's what we always said we would not do. The vet agreed, so we're reducing her steroid intake by half. But it won't really make any difference.

Looking at her today, we're bracing ourselves because we think we'll have to call the vet over in a matter of days. The awful decision we face, is when to do it. When do you know? What we don't want to do, is leave it so late that her quality of life has become so reduced it's making her miserable. I think she's very sad already, I think she knows. And I suspect she's ready too.

So one more weekend to say goodbye - unless there's a miracle.