The custom with a pet before having it put down is to spend its last few days before death doing fun things, having treats, and just generally enjoying the delights of life.
This weekend, rail bridge repair work saw the A27 closed and my surrounding roads acquiring 30 min+ queues.
So in the face of custom, I…
Went no where.
Bertie spent his last weekend looking at a hedge.
And I didn’t get out of my pjs.
Saturday, I set-up the kid’s gaming station:
Sunday, the furthest I walked was the front gate.