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That's one thing I am really glad about with Pilau. The vet came out to us, so he was at home, on his own sofa. I phoned J to let him know I was calling out the vet and he got over here asap - so we were both with him at the end as well. Daddy at his side stroking his back and me crouched down at the end of the sofa, holding his head and looking right into his eyes.
I'd intended for the vet to come out the next day - J was coming over early to spend a bit of time with him first. but he'd just been in such a bad way all evening and then when he went outside for a wee, he couldn't walk properly, but tried to run - like he was running away, scared - but his legs wouldn't work he just collapsed in the garden. Poor lamb.
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