Sorry you're having such a tough time Kev - Hope you know we're all here for you
This is a nice story - I love it when animals form cross breed friendships:http://www.trueactivist.com/tiny-owl-adopts-belgium-shepherd-and-now-theyre-the-best-of-friends-photos/
Bonnie in her default position just before going to the vets to have her bandage removed - her paw is healing nicely. She is still milking it and had me up at 04.30 this morning to take her out for a 'comfort break'.
I'm sorry to hear that man. I really am. It is a road I am all to familiar with, having been down it myself several times. It's also one I will go down again, although I am hoping it won't be any time soon.You are lucky that the decision was made for you, although I know it doesn't feel like that. When Pete died it was after a long, drawn out battle with cancer and I watched it eat away at him for months. It was brutal, but he greeted every day with his usual excitement, even when he could no longer stand or walk. In the end he passed away lying in the sun on the way to the vet office. To this day I still wonder if I should have done it sooner, so he didn't have to go on his own- was he suffering and I missed it? Those thoughts will plague me until the end of my days.With Chinook it was different. I came home for lunch and found him lying on the floor hyperventilating. I scooped him up, took him to the vet, and after trying one or two quick treatments it was apparent nothing else could be done. That morning he'd been out in the yard, playing with the neighbor's dogs. There were no decisions to make- it was the only thing that could be done, and while I wasn't ready for it, it was a blessing, and I beat myself up a lot less for it than I did with Pete, even though Chinook was every bit as much a part of me as Pete was.I warn you though- as hard as today was, it's the next few days that will be much worse, as you step over a dog that isn't there, or expect a little face there when you sneak a food scrap under the table, or you step on a favorite toy, or plan to go out for a walk and there's no one there to go with you. And in a week when you find a tuft of fur when you move a chair.It's all enough to reduce a grown man to a blubbering mass- at least it always has been in my case. You have to be strong for your family- and we will be strong for you. So many of us have been where you are, and understand it all too intimately. We are here for you. If you want, you can always send me a PM if there's something you need to say but don't want to say it openly. My door is always open.The only thing I can say that might be of any help, is the one thing I always stick to in times like this- things may never be the same, but they can, in time, be ok again.Def
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