Hello all,
I know I rarely come around here anymore, but I feel like a lot of PTers I used to talk to on here knew Lady well, and coming here seems better than talking to people who barely knew her.
Last Saturday, 10/28, we had to put Lady to sleep. She was not in good shape at all - she could barely get up from bad arthritis that would only worsen in the winter, along with other issues that had a lesser influence in the decision. Everyone agreed it was the right thing to do.
I was not there, but my dad and grandparents were. My dad came home in tears and described to me how it happened. Lady was his whole life, he hasn't really been the same since she passed. Obviously it is justified, it's just sad to see him so empty looking.
When they put her down, it only took a little bit to stop her heart. So we knew it was her time to go. As all of you already know, losing a member of your family, whether human or pet, is one of the toughest things to go through. Lady, through her loving nature and friendliness towards everyone, connected our family in such a way. She was truly special to us, as all of your pets are special to you and your families. When my dad took her out of the house and to the vet, and I said my last goodbye to her, she didn't look like the dog I used to post pictures of... she looked sad, and in pain. Even Sally knew what was going on. She normally didn't get along with Lady... but that day, she jumped up onto the bed and cuddled next to her and they fell asleep together. So even though it was hard to do, probably the hardest thing my dad ever had to do, we couldn't let her feel anymore pain; it just wasn't right to do to a dog that gave us endless amounts of love.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with Lady, she was our 12-year-old German Shepherd.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
- Brittany
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