Had one dog put down. A lovely staffie that I had from the age of 4 to 19. Long lived old fella. Trustworthy beyond doubt and would have given his life for me and my little brother. When I walked out of the vets with his collar and lead in my hand, it broke my heart and I cried like a baby all the way home. Was even worse when I had to tell my 6 year old brother that he'd gone to doggie heaven. Still have his ashes on the side.

RIP Buster. Never forgotten.

Sorry for your loss Hitman.

They become family - but they're usually nicer than blood relatives - we are their pack.  My last dog was a bit of wimp - well-honed survival instinct - but she died bravely.  Hope I do as good.  Which is a roundabout way of saying we're all going to die too.  Make sure you've made arrangements for your pets.  It's a two-way street.

Kenny mann has arbed it

slicer 18.07

What a wonderful post.

Had to make that decision recently myself.
Gut wrenching carrying him in knowing those big trusting brown eyes would be gone in five.

Even though i held out against the vets advise for two weeks i still felt like i let him down by eventually going ahead with it.

The right thing to do but i still felt like i was a bastard