We lost our Lab last week. He had gotten really sick, then got to the point where he couldn't get up or walk any more. The vet couldn't do anything for him, so we had to let him go.
That was a lot tougher than I thought it would be. I couldn't bear the thought of him ending up as dissection fodder somewhere, so we had him cremated. The vet called today to let me know his ashes were there to be picked up. I think I'll take him for one last walk on Sunday, then Jessie and I will decide what to do next. Our other dog misses him something fierce.
The mornings are a whole lot emptier without the sound of his tail thumping on the wall outside the bedroom door when I come out.
I miss him, too.
sorry to hear that Jaime..over the years we have lost a few pets to various age related diseases, and it is never ever easy to say good bye. I've heard that it is best to be with them when they make that long final voyage, something that I never considered at the time. It is tough no matter what you do..it is like losing a part of yourself.
Sorry Jaime, Pat, David...I know that tail thumping sound, and I feel for you.
Yeah, they sure leave a big hole in life when they go.
Wayne, we were there with him at the end. For some reason, I think he appreciated that.
Pat brought him home last night. She was still teary when I got there after work. That hole he left is going to take along time to fill. But somewhere down the line, some other mutt will find us just like he did and we can start all over again. Funny how that all seems to work out.
QuoteWayne, we were there with him at the end. For some reason, I think he appreciated that.
good for you! Something I should have done as well, but like I said, I never looked at it from their point of view...
A replacement dawg is always good therapy.....