Poor Shelby is distraught.
We have told them all along how things are going (I wasn't going to last week but then we decided that we should be honest with them). She was on such a high when she went to school this morning knowing that Millie had kept some food down and when I told her the updated news when she came back from school she was absolutely gutted.
Lucy deals with things very differently and hasn't really said an awful lot - apart from to talk about another dog if Millie doesn't come home. But that's her way of dealing with it all.
Mick has said that if we do have to have her put to sleep he would like to go over and take her out for a last walk in the park and give her a good run - Shelby has said that she would like to go along with him.
L and I don't feel up to it. I know that I can't see her unless she is coming home. Just the thought of Mick taking her for her last run has me in tears.