My local vet is independent, but still horribly expensive. I took my elderly cat last week and agreed to antibiotics, painkillers, blood tests and an operation, followed by... euthanasia. I thought if only the vet had had the courage and the wisdom to say in the first consultation, "I'm so sorry, I think this is the end of the road for him."
Did you think you were poor growing up?
Only 50% of middle age adult manage more than 1 brisk 10 min walk a month.
What did you you think you would have by your current age that you don't?


