I had little sleep last night, the decision was made last night that it was time to say goodbye to Oliver today. But as ever with animals plans have to change. This morning Oliver ate a little breakfast, had a strop with me for giving him a pill and then he went out in a huff. He's now sleeping in the sun in the front garden. Today is not the day to say goodbye, today he's made it clear he's not ready!
I know it's imminent, I know we probably only have days, but whilst he's doing OK then we plod on ...