Good Morning. New beginnings

Turn the page. We had to put our oldest dog down yesterday. DH took her in. I knew it was going to be hard on him but he did it anyway. If we ever have to do this again, I'll do it, or I'll ask our oldest son to do it. I got up this morning, a little later than she used to let me sleep, and dressed like I was taking her outside.  She lived a very long life, and a good one, considering we got her as a rescue. So, we are left with Sir Rascal "Newton".  He's a daddy's boy. Stay tuned...

--gina

AWE...I can't imagine having to do that.  (((HUGS)))

I still miss my bird so much.  Mornings are the hardest because he always get me up either by squealing when the sun came up or singing "good morning to you" when he would heard me moving around.

I'm so sorry.  I had a horse and a dog that I put down last year.  We do it out of love for them, so they won't continue to suffer but it is so hard.  I still look for them both from time to time.

Oh Gina - I'm so sorry to hear this!  We talked about her when I was over for the potluck and I knew it would be hard for both of you.

She had a great life with you - and  you can take comfort in that.

Gina, I am so sorry for your families loss.  I know how hard that is, they become a part of your family.

I'm sure she had a wonderful life in your family.

Linda

One thing I am grateful for with losing JJ this year is that I didn't need to make that decision.  I prayed that I wouldn't.  He had a good quality of life up to the end.  The day before he saw his favorite person and was eating and running around like always.  The next morning I knew it was time.  He was having a hard time breathing but he still did what he always did, scratched me on my arm until I picked up my covers and let him cuddle with me.  I knew his time was near and I prayed and prayed.  I had to go somewhere that day and I knew if he wasn't better when I got home I would have to take him him.  I came back and he was gone.  I was so upset that I wasn't there to hold him when  he went but I think that is the way he wanted it because he knew I would fall apart.  I just remember seeing him there and screaming and screaming.  My neighbors thought I was being killed.  They had to come and wrap him up for me because I couldn't bring myself to do it.  

Now Tazzie is getting older and I am praying I don't have to face that decision.  I worry because she hasn't been the same since she had cancer then JJ dying.  She was always a protective but gentle dog but now she can get mean towards the other dogs, her babies and WInston.  Sometimes she will love and clean them then she will turn around and snap at them.  I'm not worried about her hurting them.  The old saying her bark is worse then her bite but she has never attacked them, just growled at them but one time she started growling and I went to get her and she snapped at me.  That really scared me because she never did that before.  I worry that maybe she has some kind of doggy dementia or Alzheimer's because sometimes she isn't the same but other times she is.  She is very clingy with me and won't leave my side.  She has always been attached but now it's like she doesn't want me out of her sight.  I even took her to the vet and he tried giving her Prozac but it didn't seem to help.  I plan on taking her back to talk to him again but I really don't know what I am going to do with her.  Fortunately she has never acted that way towards any of the grandbabies but I worry that she may someday.

so sorry. we had to put our 16 year old pup to sleep 2 weeks AGO/ still  iss him terribly.but glad he is a young pup and healthy again in Heaven.

I fed him chocolate cookies all the way to the vets office and held him there and loved all over him and whispered sweet nothings in his floppy ear while we helped him cross over.

We brought him home and buried him in the backward in a grave that had been prepared weeks before because we knew this time was coming.

So sorry to let him go but so glad we had the opportunity to ease his suffering.

Thinking about ya'll.

So sorry Gina that you all had to do this.  My dad's dog (which had been my little brother's) had to be euthanized about 6 weeks ago and he was so, so sad.  Like you all, they have another dog to love on but this doesnt make up for the loss of the one who had to gone on.

Thinking of you!!!  I dread  the day when I have to face this day with my sweet Gracie.

Blessings,

Jennifer

So sorry for your loss.

I had to have my cat (15 years old) put down over Thanksgiving.  Soooo hard but it was the right decision and the right timing.  I miss her terribly, but I am not ready for a new pet yet - I need to clean my house and replace carpets, etc.  Like I told my son, I don't miss having a cat so much as I miss just miss HER.