Today has been a really bad day. I had to put down my Chiwawa. He was 18 years old. If you have a pet, cherish all the time you spend with them. See you on the other side bud.
That sucks, sorry to hear that.
It's been a couple years since we had to put down my husky, Kami, and I still tear up from time to time thinking about her. Nothing will be as emotionally painful as those last few days watching her deteriorate.
It's hard losing someone who's always happy to see you.
I'm sorry to hear that man. I had to have my dog put down a month ago so I know how you feel. He was only 12, but unfortunately he was in constant pain due to stomach cancer. I was in the room with him when he was put to sleep and it was easily one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. Although part of me was just thankful he didn't have to suffer any more, it's still a shitty, broken kind of feeling that only gets easier with time. Hold in there dude.
Sorry about that, guys. All I can say is that you are not the only one(s) who have dealt with that in some form or another. Sure not my favorite experience, then or in the future. May you find some small solace in the view that good things come and whether we want it or not(we don't) good things go. It's just the way it is, and out of our hands.
I have 2 new cats now after losing my last one a year and one-half ago. I am developing the view that I am their care taker. Having that view seems to soften the experience I have already had, and what know is in the future again. I will see them through the ride, my job so to speak.
This last year, I put down my bichon. She developed a cyst in her stomach, and there was nothing we could do about it. It was a very hard thing to experience, and I cried like a baby. But she lived a long, happy life, and I have fond memories of her. We practically grew up together: We got her when I was in kindergarten. I turned 22 last March.
Oh man, that´s tough. I had to do it last fall and it knocked me out for a few months. She was a pretty large dog. Galgo, a sighthound. Took her with me every day to work, almost everywhere. Her last week, she couldn´t even get up anymore and i had to carry her outside, she could hardly stand. It did break my heart. Such a loyal friend. It´s hard to let go. Still thinking of her every day. I miss her. Was a clever and funny chap.
Hang in there. It´ll get better over time. It probably was the right thing to do. Life ends at some point. This stuff also is tough because it is a reminder of that. Dogs can teach you a lot about life :P
I know exactly what you're going through, I had to put my dog down the year I graduated High School, she was either 15 or 16, I can't remember, I've known her practically all my life up to that point, and it was very difficult decision to put her down. I remember the family talking about it, but she could barely move and was in obvious pain. I couldn't even LOOK at other people's dogs for months afterwards, and it stung when people mentioned dogs to me.
It gets a lot better over time, but those first few months are pretty rough.
Damn, I'm sorry. At the very least, it sounds like he lived a long, full life for a dog and I'm sure he was happy. Eventually it'll get easier to deal with, but if you feel you should grieve him then by all means do so, there's no shame in it.
Hope you feel better.