I honestly didn't want to get out of bed and be faced with the fact that I had nobody to rush around after. I did get out of bed though and went to work feeling like a wreck. Everyone was amazing for which I am really grateful and as the day went on I started to feel better.
Rosehill Pet Crematorium rang me this morning to say that Cola's body had been cremated and Billy was preparing him for coming home. I have booked Friday off work and so Jason and I can pick him up. They have been amazing from the start, treating my boy with dignity. I cannot praise them enough and when Snowy's time comes she will be looked after by them.
I drove passed his field today at lunch time and it was strange not seeing him there. He has stood at that gate waiting for me for so many years. Sometimes grumpy because I was "obviously" late for him and other times pretty chilled like in this photo.
It's hard to think that this time last week he had spent a lovely day outside, I brought him in followed by his friend Millie and he was perfectly fine then when I returned later to give him his supper and medication he was struggling for breath.
I keep asking myself "what happened" "what caused this" but I found myself reading Jackie Weaver's book again which I read when Wilbur died almost three years ago and I realised that Jackie is right, they have a time and Wednesday 19th April 2023 was his.
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