We had to say goodbye to Wally

It's been a really long week, but especially the last 24 hours.  Our oldest cat, Wally, had developed a thyroid problem about a month ago.  We had been giving him meds, and Tuesday evening he was at the vet for a checkup.  Not sure, what happened, but he came home and vomited for several hours.  The treats he was given before he left for the vet that evening were the last thing he ate.  He was still drinking and still very mobile, but he was quickly losing weight.  I told Andrew last evening that I was pretty sure it was time.  He called and was able to get an appointment at the vet this afternoon.  We waited until all of the kids' activities were finished last night before we told them what we thought was happening.  Thomas, especially, was heartbroken.  He and I cried and cried together for a while.  He was so emotional and stayed up so late last evening that I even let him stay home from school together.  To be honest, I appreciated the distraction of having him around today.  Andrew and I went together to the vet this afternoon, although I remained in the car while Andrew was with Wally.  I'm so grateful his suffering was minimal.  In fact, he seemed absolutely fine except for not eating.  I'm grateful it is the beginning of the weekend so that we can all just kind of hangout this weekend and enjoy each other.  We've been doing some reminiscing, and although it hurts a little right now, we have so many good memories.  We are also so grateful for Lincoln and Rosie who help us keep our minds on other things!