I think we are going to have to put a goose down, and it is tearing me up.
He can't walk. He did something to his leg. JB was hopeful that maybe he dislocated it. He tried to put it back in last night. But this morning he is even worse than he was last night.
I am so sad.
I knew this would happen. I tried to prepare myself for losing an animal, but I just knew it would be so painful when it actually happened.
I am relieved because the boys and I are leaving for Vermont today. We are going to spend a few glorious days with Joan and Roy. I am relieved because I won't be here when JB has to do it.
I have told him in no uncertain terms that I will never be a part of watching any of our animals have their "only bad day."
So sad right now.
And I have no idea how to tell the kids.