Thanks everyone for your supportive thoughts and words. I made the appointment yesterday on my lunch break. I cried and cried. My eyes were bright red. Not good for retail sales. He is going to have a seperate cremation and then my husband and I are going to sprinkle his ashes around the dogwood. We buried our kitty under the pussywillow so it would be fitting for golly to be under the dogwood. Sigh. This morning when I got up I scritched his head and said good morning. He just grumped and still hasn't got up even though I have been outside three times. Just a couple of weeks ago even if he didn't feel like getting up right when I did when the outside door opened he would have made his way out. I got in the habit of just leaving the door open because he was having troubles getting himself up and took awhile to get to the door. Sigh. I know it is the right thing to do but gosh I wish I didn't have to make this decision. I wish he could have died in his sleep last night so that I would know that I wasn't making a mistake.
Carrie

<font color=blue>If you have two dollars, spend one on bread and the other on flowers. The bread will feed your body and the flowers will feed your soul."--Arabic Saying