Lonely took a turn for the worse at 4am this morning, she fell or jumped off her perch (actually a cat scratching post with a towel over it) and was fluttering and flapping about on the floor unable to walk, she woke me up and after watching her for a few seconds i went and got Sam out of bed, bless him, he's got a terrible cold but never complained, he disabled the alarms, told me to put the kettle on as he said we needed to discuss strategies, and went off to the stables to fetch his dispatcher, sat on my bed with our cuppa's and Lonely on my knee we went through how best to do it, the cone used for dispatching is fixed to the wall in the shed but i didn't want to take her outside, Sam "will you be able to hold her by her legs mum? or shall i wake up grandad" mm, then it was do we wake Pip? i knew she would be upset but Sam felt she would be more upset if we didn't wake her and she didn't get to say goodbye, whilst we were arguing the pro's and cons Lonely jumped off my knee and walked rather unsteadily across my bedroom floor out into the hall and off up the corridor to the kitchen where she helped herself to Caspers water bowl (her water has medicine in it and she obviously thought the dogs was preferable) she reprieved herself and we went back to bed, she still looks poorly this morning, she drinking but eating very little, she is walking about a bit more, i hope she has turned a corner and will get better, off to the pet shop for mealworms for her this afternoon, we came so close to ending her life last night, fingers crossed.