So sad, put my dog down yesterday

So very sorry - I just made this decision last month for my 14 year old Lhasa and peas were so supportive. I hope you feel the same support for your little dog. She truly is at peace now, and was loved her entire life. how great is that?

I'm so sorry

Try not to second-guess yourself.  You gave her a good life, lots of love, and you didn't make her suffer needlessly.  You were a great dog owner!

I'm so sorry

We had to put our 10 yr old Samoyed down May 2013 and I was so heartbroken. The emergency vet we took him to was wonderful. They let me, dh and our dogs godmother stay in the room and say our goodbyes. They also sent us a card later.

We just got a new puppy and I have fallen into saying Kenai's name when I'm calling all three dogs  Yes, almost 1 1/2 yrs later we still miss him.

I'm so very sorry for your loss. I had to put down my Lhasa back in July. It was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. His picture is in my siggy.

I'm so very sorry for your loss. It's just absolutely brutal...no way around it. But you DID do the right thing. You really did.

Hold tight to your memories. 15 years is such a long life. She was a lucky lucky girl to be yours.

I am so very sorry for the loss of your furry family member. When we lose our pups, it leaves a huge hole in our hearts. Your memories will always be with you.

Hugs. I'm sorry

I am so sorry. Hugs to you.

I am so sorry. It is so heartbreaking. hugs to you.

I am so sorry!  You did the right thing and she was feeling loved when she passed.

We have had many, many dogs and I want to tell you how I learned when it was "time."

Rowdy was a tri-colored sheltie.  He was only twelve years old.  He "suddenly" got really old and I wondered if it was getting close to the end. He wasn't all that old and it came on suddenly though so it took some convincing that he was going to die.  He was on several different medications. I would put them inside soft treats and he loved them.  Even when he stopped eating all together he would still take his medicine treats.  One night he would not take them and I forced him.  I got to thinking a few minutes later that I would NOT force him to take his meds anymore.  So the next day when he wouldn't take them I didn't make him.  For the past week he would get under the bed and we would have to lift the mattress up and get him out. I would carry him out to the front yard to go to the bathroom but once out there he would stand and go potty then I would carry him back inside.  But he would still take his meds until that one night.

I am not going to give the gory details but when DD got home from school (it's been many years now so I cant remember exactly how long it was) she called me at work and told me how sick he was. I rushed home and yes, he was very sick.  So we gathered up the rest of the family and all five of us took him to the vet expecting to have him put down.  The vet said yeah he's going to die soon but didn't think he was as sick as I did. He gave him a shot and said that would settle his stomach.  Rowdy had to have a bath and the vet said yes to give him one.  I asked about refilling his meds for the next month and he said not to.    

SO, we took him home and gave him a bath.  Again, I am skipping details but that bath made me very sad.  We made him a soft bed on the living room floor and my 11 year old slept next to him. I considered calling the vet's emergency number to see if he would come over and put him down but didn't.  I told my 11 year old that we would take him in the morning if he made it through the night.

Rowdy was a very "private" dog and didn't like snuggles and did want to be left alone a lot anyway so I didn't hover and went to bed.  I woke up around 3:00 a.m. and he had passed away.

I felt so horrible that I didn't end his suffering the evening before when we were at the vet.  I felt so bad for not being there with him when he died.

Since then we have had three dogs that we've put down. I still think of Rowdy and the signs that should have told me that it had to be done:  not eating, having to be carried, having little if any energy, possibly being in pain or diarrhea, etc.  My little poodle Marie had bladder cancer for years.  The vet was always surprised how well she was doing.  Then it all changed. The vet wanted to keep her at the clinic over the weekend and I talked him into letting her come home with me. He sent her home on an i.v. The next Monday they checked her blood results again and when her levels were getting higher even though she was on an i.v., he said she wasn't going to get better.  I rushed home from work and took her and had her put down. I needed that weekend so see that she wasn't going to get better BUT I knew better than to wait until she was so sick like Rowdy. I also knew that I gave her that one last chance.

I know this was long and if you've made it this far, bless your heart.  This was therapeutic for me as I miss my Rowdy and Marie (and Dustie, another long story!) so much even now.  I love my dogs as my children but I am glad I learned to trust my instincts on when it's time...and for your sweet pup, it was time.

My heart breaks for you. Don't second guess yourself (I know, so much easier said than done). We've made this decision for 2 wonderful 4-legged-kids, it's the hardest thing you can do. The last one was 2 years ago October 1st, and I still cry about him (crying as I type this). You'll never every forget her. She will always be with you.

Bubba sends you a 'nice kiss', not to slobby. I send a hug.

I'm so sorry. It's such a hard decision to make, but you loved her enough to make it. No one could have loved her more than you did, and she felt that love every day. Hugs to you.

So sorry for your loss.