Greta our rottie mix has been having many problems over the last year. UTI and hip displasia was the worst of it. As a puppy Greta had one hip operated on, and although the vet wanted to do both at once, it would have been physically impossible for me to manuever her in and out of the yard, so we had the worst one done. Greta enjoyed nine more years of romping before her 'good hip' went on her. She was on the strongest pain relief available for dogs. Two days ago (of course after vets had closed) Greta was having a tough time breathing, but did manage to get up to go outside with the rest of the gang. Yesterday morning I knew her time had come, and I helped her into the car for her final trip to the vets. A few minutes after, she died in my backseat. She was almost 11 years old. My kitten caretaker is now pain free and romping through the woods over the Rainbow Bridge. Good bye sweet girl, we'll miss you.