It’s been a few years now since I had to take our old dog on that particular journey. Still well remember walking into the reception/waiting room with her in my arms (she couldn’t stand, let alone walk) and everyone sort of parting without a word to allow me to the front. Vet unable to do anything more for her (we’d been there a few times in the preceding days) although they kept her in for one night. Next morning I went to see if there was any progress, hoping to bring her home again. There was no change and so the decision was taken. I held her while the jab was administered and watched her go to sleep. They gave me her collar and I walked out blubbing like a baby.