I feel ya man. As I read your post my eyes and thoughts went right here. She was 17. That was 9 years ago but still chokes me a little.
I've always hated to put my pets down, but always knew when it was time. Nursed em back from heartworm, surgeries and many ilnesses/injuries. Being greeted by the dogs when I return each week is a great end to dealing with my work week Sorry to hear about the loss. -Bill
I am really sorry to hear that, and as others have said, it brought me back to August 24th, 2010 when I had to put down my best friend Sherlock. I still think about him daily, and every now and then shed a tear. It is amazing how much an animal can love, and how unconditionally it can be. This photo really tears at me... it is my autistic nephew Aidan kissing Sherlocks grave marker. He still goes down and talks to him everytime he visits.
That's a great picture with a lot of meaning behind it. I've been trying to remember all evening who it was on this forum who had something along these lines as their signature: "Be the person your dog thinks you are." That's about the best advice I can think of regarding what kind of person to try to be.
Sorry to hear LC. It's always tough losing a pet. We had to put down my daughter's baby last year. He was a 12 year old Pekingese. I came home from work one Sunday and my wife asked me to take him to the pet ER. He was laboring breathing. Came to find out his lungs were full of cancer. He never gave us the slightest inkling he was sick. The day before he was in the back yard playing with our 4 month old boxer/bulldog pup. I'll never forget the long ride back home without him. The hardest thing I've ever had to do was sign that form to euthanize him.
Yeah, this is a tough topic. I grew up with a friggen beautiful, gentle, and wickedly smart akita. Best dog I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. When I was 12, we had to put her down because she developed bone cancer in her rear hips. I remember being really mad at my dad for not letting me be there when they took her to the vet. Looking back at it now, I know why he wouldn't let me be there and I thank him for it.
Sorry for your loss LC. I didn't have kids when I was married and after the dogs, my dogs are my family. These two little fat bulldogs definitely love to just be near me, and I'd do anything for them. Tough choice you had to make but now your pup is no longer in any pain, thoughts are with you!
Actually we still have quite a "posse". In addition to two horses and three cats, we still have our two great pyrenees (Max & Roxy), a "genetically defunct" black lab (Madison) and my beagle pup, who I named "Elly May". She'll be a year old in October and she's turning out to be a great blood trailing dog.
Sorry LC, my dog died in my arms a couple of years ago. It's rough, and I still have'nt been able to replace her
