My Mom Put Our Dog Down Today

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MaduroUTMB

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We had Frito for 16 years- most of my life. Here is a picture of him that I took a few years ago.

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Nice looking dog.

I had to put my 17-year-old dog to sleep last November. The worst day of my life (I'm not exaggerating). That little dog was with me throughout my time at UT up until last year (I'm 38). She saw women come and go and was my most reliable friend for a long, long time.

It's an incredibly hard decision to make. It was extra hard with Sasha because she was still able to get around (kinda), so there was a LOT of second guessing. The problem was that she was blind, deaf, incontinent and confused (her mind was really slipping). At the end, it just didn't feel like she had any kind of quality of life. Really hurt to see her spinning around in circles over and over and over.

My heart goes out to anyone who has had to hold their pet while feeling it pass.
 
been a few years since i put my dog down. i held her until she took that final breath. to this day, i have never cried so hard for so long in my life. i've had my fair share of funerals, but nothing is worse than losing your best friend.
 
I lost two beloved dogs within 6 months of each other in '05-'06:

Emmitt was sent to Heaven on the opening day of the football season, just about the same time TCU pulled that huge upset over OU, then went on to watch us win the title that year from above. Sally stayed with me the whole season, but not much longer. She had to rejoin her boy.

I've now realized why this had to happen. I've since adopted two more big yellow dogs from the pound, and they're amazing, too. Only with the passing of my first two did I have the capacity to adopt two more. I've now shared the love and companionship of four dogs rather than two.

200 years ago, Lord Byron did a pretty nice job expressing his love and admiration for his dog after it passed:

Near this spot
Are deposited the Remains of one
Who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of Man without his Vices.
This Praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
If inscribed over human ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG
Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803,
And died at Newstead, Nov 18th, 1808.
 
I am so sorry for your loss. Since last July, I have lost my mother and both my cats. The last cat was 14 and I had to have her put down a couple of weeks ago. That is a wonderful picture of Frito.
 
What a handsome boy that Frito is. Is because he will always be with you in your thoughts and memories. You will smile and smirk at times thinking of things he did. Best friend even falls short in describing what an animal friend can be for us (in a non-aggy way, of course). I often wonder though, who is really the pet and who is the master?

Who took who out to walk?
Who worked to pay for the house?
Who serves who food?

You know what I mean. My dog and I send youand your family the warmest respects.
 
I'm so sorry for your loss. Not a day goes by that I don't have memories of my beloved pets that have gone before me.
This poem always helps me when I've had to put down a pet, most recently a small male kitten named Blondie, who was born with an incurable respiratory ailment and started having seuizures.

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

I hope you find comfort in the knowlege that you will see your handsome Frito again. I believe that our pets go to Heaven. In order to go to Heaven, you have to have a soul, and anyone who feels love has a soul, because that's what a soul is.
 
we put our pomeranian of 15 years down on friday. he had been blind and deaf for almost a year, and then it all broke down a couple of weeks ago.

sucks.
 
I had to put my 16 year old lab to sleep in January. If I ever become an actor and need to cry for a scene, I know what will do it. I better be careful right now. Sorry for your loss.
 
Two years ago today, we had to put our beloved Airedale Terrier to sleep, and he was also 16. The last year of his life was spent trying to overcome various old age problems, not the most pleasant experience, but he still had many good moments. We really miss him. I completely sympathize with the feelings you are going through now.
 
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My condolences!

My ex took my dog away from me... *******!! Came home one night from work, looking for Ginger, and she was gone. Called him up, and he took her to his mom's house without even telling me about it! Now she is overweight and can barely walk from what he told me last. UGH!! Makes me mad!
 
I feel for you. We lost our family dog of 10 years back in November when she was run over.

I never thought I would have cried so much and been so upset. But, it hit hard.

To Frito....
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Occasionally you hear people speak about grief so extreme that it manifests in actual physical pain.

I had never experienced that until I had to put down my pet. Worst day of my life, bar none, and I have had some pretty bad days.

Best wishes for a quick emotional recovery -- your memories will last forever, both good and bad, but the bad ones do hurt a little less with time.
 
Oh man, I'm dreading that day.

We've had our pup for about 12 years now and she's starting to show signs of age. Still has a great disposition and is very loving, but she's moving slower and slower.

When the time comes, it's going to absolutely devastate our family. I know I'll be the one to take her to the vets, and for those of you who were there for your pet's last breath, I salute you. I've had to do some tough things in my life, but I swear, I don't know if I'll be able to do that.

Would it be horribly heartless if I left her with the doc and let him take care of it with me out of the room? Hopefully that day is still a few years away, but I'm already worrying about it. Feel like a wus, but that dog has meant so much to me and the family.
 
My condolences, Maduro.

I had to put my 12 yr old German Shepherd down several years ago and the silver lining is that it was so obvious that it was time. As tough as it is for you, it's better than watching a member of the family suffer.

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