I've had to do this before. Totally sucks and have regrets to this very day. Dicks cheeseburger was the last meal. Ashes scattered at the beach, his favorite place.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
It's been a long, complicated relationship with the pooch. He's as neurotic and anxious as a poodle gets, which is a notorious trait in the breed. We butted heads a lot over 8 years. But he was our? Dawg that we rescued (at age 5) and you can't get buyer's remorse with a pooch.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
It's been a long, complicated relationship with the pooch. He's and neurotic and anxious as a poodle gets, which is a notorious trait in the breed. We butted heads a lot over 8 years. But he was our? Dawg that we rescued (at age 5) and you can't get buyer's remorse with a pooch.
Sorry for you yella. Ive only ever put down one dog due to age and I still cringe when I think about it. Taking life from a trusting pet who doesn't know it's coming and wouldn't understand if you could explain it to him or her is hard, even when it's obviously the right thing.
This is a timely post for me. Our old siberian husky Kiera is on her way out. Her vision and hearing are all but gone. Her hips and back are weak. Some days she's full of spunk and others she can hardly get up or make it into the yard to shit or piss. We can feel tumors or some sort of growths under her skin in a few places. New ones have popped up in recent weeks.
It's time. My GF goes back and forth on it and I have to wait for her to give me the nod. I dont blame her as the dog, on her good days at least, still loves life and is funny and charming as hell. We have friends and relatives who will stop by just to see and play with her as she gets excited and vocal and is an absolute riot when excited. She loves any and all people, especially kids and old people, and really puts on a show when they visit.
I feel your pain. It's coming within the next 2-3 weeks. My GF is going to be devastated and I'll have to find and sustain my elusive, strong but sensitive side to get us through it. Ughh.
Sorry for you yella. Ive only ever put down one dog due to age and I still cringe when I think about it. Taking life from a trusting pet who doesn't know it's coming and wouldn't understand if you could explain it to him or her is hard, even when it's obviously the right thing.
This is a timely post for me. Our old siberian husky Kiera is on her way out. Her vision and hearing are all but gone. Her hips and back are weak. Some days she's full of spunk and others she can hardly get up or make it into the yard to shit or piss. We can feel tumors or some sort of growths under her skin in a few places. New ones have popped up in recent weeks.
It's time. My GF goes back and forth on it and I have to wait for her to give me the nod. I dont blame her as the dog, on her good days at least, still loves life and is funny and charming as hell. We have friends and relatives who will stop by just to see and play with her as she gets excited and vocal and is an absolute riot when excited. She loves any and all people, especially kids and old people, and really puts on a show when they visit.
I feel your pain. It's coming within the next 2-3 weeks. My GF is going to be devastated and I'll have to find and sustain my elusive, strong but sensitive side to get us through it. Ughh.
It's hard, to know when the time is right. All the signs are there for us, losing bladder control, really hard time walking, big old lumps growing, can't hear, can't see well anymore. He might be able to soldier on for another month or so, but I don't see the point in dragging it out once the quality of pooch life is pretty much gone.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
I'll be honest. When our last lab died, I cried harder than when my brother was killed. That dog was like one of our kids and I was devastated when she passed. We had the vet come to the house and give her the lights out shot there.
I wasn't sure I wanted another dog because I didn't want to deal with having to put another dog down and I didn't think another dog would be able to fill the shoes of our last one. But a couple of years went by and we decided to get another. So we did.
We now have a 9 month old white Husky, and that dog is wearing my ass out. She's a sweetheart but my god, the energy. I may not outlive this one. I don't know how I went a couple years without a dog now. Life is just better with a dawg in the house.
Sorry to hear your hound is on the ropes, Yella. Best wishes.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
I'll be honest. When our last lab died, I cried harder than when my brother was killed. That dog was like one of our kids and I was devastated when she passed. We had the vet come to the house and give her the lights out shot there.
I wasn't sure I wanted another dog because I didn't want to deal with having to put another dog down and I didn't think another dog would be able to fill the shoes of our last one. But a couple of years went by and we decided to get another. So we did.
We now have a 9 month old white Husky, and that dog is wearing my ass out. She's a sweetheart but my god, the energy. I may not outlive this one. I don't know how I went a couple years without a dog now. Life is just better with a dawg in the house.
Sorry to hear your hound is on the ropes, Yella. Best wishes.
Huskies are great, but a pain in the ass. All they want to do is run. We had a husky Sheppard mix in my fam about 20 years ago. Every time Dawgs scored a TD again Miami in 2000 the Dawg would start howling like a wolf.
Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
I'll be honest. When our last lab died, I cried harder than when my brother was killed. That dog was like one of our kids and I was devastated when she passed. We had the vet come to the house and give her the lights out shot there.
I wasn't sure I wanted another dog because I didn't want to deal with having to put another dog down and I didn't think another dog would be able to fill the shoes of our last one. But a couple of years went by and we decided to get another. So we did.
We now have a 9 month old white Husky, and that dog is wearing my ass out. She's a sweetheart but my god, the energy. I may not outlive this one. I don't know how I went a couple years without a dog now. Life is just better with a dawg in the house.
Sorry to hear your hound is on the ropes, Yella. Best wishes.
Huskies are horrible creatures...stubborn, too smart and independent of thought, and impossible not to love. Our old girl is the third for me plus two that my brother has had which I spent a lot of time with.
I'll never get another one (said that before...twice), but I sure do love the breed when they're someone else's problem.
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Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
This is a timely post for me. Our old siberian husky Kiera is on her way out. Her vision and hearing are all but gone. Her hips and back are weak. Some days she's full of spunk and others she can hardly get up or make it into the yard to shit or piss. We can feel tumors or some sort of growths under her skin in a few places. New ones have popped up in recent weeks.
It's time. My GF goes back and forth on it and I have to wait for her to give me the nod. I dont blame her as the dog, on her good days at least, still loves life and is funny and charming as hell. We have friends and relatives who will stop by just to see and play with her as she gets excited and vocal and is an absolute riot when excited. She loves any and all people, especially kids and old people, and really puts on a show when they visit.
I feel your pain. It's coming within the next 2-3 weeks. My GF is going to be devastated and I'll have to find and sustain my elusive, strong but sensitive side to get us through it. Ughh.
I wasn't sure I wanted another dog because I didn't want to deal with having to put another dog down and I didn't think another dog would be able to fill the shoes of our last one. But a couple of years went by and we decided to get another. So we did.
We now have a 9 month old white Husky, and that dog is wearing my ass out. She's a sweetheart but my god, the energy. I may not outlive this one. I don't know how I went a couple years without a dog now. Life is just better with a dawg in the house.
Sorry to hear your hound is on the ropes, Yella. Best wishes.
I'll never get another one (said that before...twice), but I sure do love the breed when they're someone else's problem.