I had him euthanized on the morning of February 7. That morning was the first time he was in pain, not just weak, and that was the deciding factor. The vet was very gentle and very quick with the procedure, as we all kneeled in the straw in the llama stall and comforted my brave llama boy with soft words, hugs and kisses. He was very calm and very brave and he put his head on my shoulder and let go of this world.
I miss him so much. He was a beloved friend and amazing fellow, who loved every moment of his interesting life.
It was cancer, by the way. We couldn't have beaten it. I'm just glad we gave our boy the best quality of life possible, and helped him every step of the way with love in our hearts. Even the last step.
