Deep footprints doesn't even begin to describe it.
But I do believe he's well now and doesn't suffer any more.
And I hope our dog Fiffi is taking good care of him. The two of them always used to play together, and he was really down after she passed away 2½ years before him.

You really find out who's a true friend trough hard times.
One person I spoke to after he had been put to sleep thought it would be an oh-so-funny joke to say that it probably was my fault he died and that I was a terrible owner, before that person even knew what had happened that lead to him having to be put to sleep.
That person should be really glad that the conversation wasn't face to face when saying a thing like that as a joke at a time like that.
Hope little Jacques gave her nasty nightmares for saying things like that as a joke and thinking she was being hilarious.