Sorry to hear about your loss.

I remember having to put my dog down.....one of toughest things to do at the time. I still miss him and I didn't even have him that long.

Sorry to hear, man. I have 2 goldens and am afraid of that day.

very sorry to hear that.

I had to do the same about 4 years ago. I still haven't been able to get a new pet. It's a very hard, hard thing to do... I feel for you.

Very sad to hear take a little time and then get yourself a new shelter dog and give it the love you have been saving.

Dave

Very sorry for your loss, Dogs are the best.

thanks everyone. It'll be a while till I get another dog, but we will and we will always have great memories of her. It is good to share, thanks again.

Sorry

Not trying to be an a** but this place was in our local paper and is growing. Don't think I could do it but just found it interseting. Its about 20 miles from me

http://www.pet-animalpreservation.com/whyhow.htm


P.S. I also have an 11 yr old yellow lab, not looking forward to the day.

rowdy

sorry to hear about your pooch.....like family for some people

I had to put my very sick cat down on 9/11/08. I still think of him everyday and miss him terribly. We buried him in the backyard (screw city ordinance) and I'm so glad we did. I see him (and my dog which had been cremated) every time I look outside the kitchen window.

It gets less hard every day. And at some point you and your kids will hopefully welcome a new puppy that will capture their hearts much as your old dog did.

I am sorry to hear it.

Ang

Aint no fun puttin a goodin down.

My regards to you and yours.

She was an awesome dog. I'm pretty attached to her so I'll be mourning right there with you. I know it's a lot more difficult when it's your own dog but this hurts enough. I'm actually going to miss her licking the salt from my legs during shorts weather. Been a tough week.

Most sincere condolences. I roomed off and on, and played in bands with one of my best friends in KC. He adopted a white German Sheppard from a friend of his, and that dog was the "house dog" to about 20 different people over the years.

I decided to go by his house one night, out of the blue, for shits and giggles. When I got to the door I heard our buddy barking, but he wasn't running to the door per his usual MO. I knew right away something was wrong.
I went inside, and sure enough; he was laid out on the floor. His hips had gone bad, he was getting old, he had some major problems with his digestive tract by that point, and he was hopped up on "doggy painkillers".
I stayed and had dinner with my friend. After dinner( and MUCH booze )we took him outside to let him do his business. He could still walk, but it wasn't easy for him to do. All of the houses near westport are built on steep inclines and have steps from the sidewalk to the floor level and then more steps up to the porch.
I was doing pretty good until he started showing difficulty getting up that incline. I walked back over to him and urged him on, and when he finally made it up to the top; I absolutely lost it.
Of all the people that had come and gone in that dog's life, I was the only one aside from my friend who spent real time with him, taking him for monster long walks, throwing the ball around in the yard and in the park, and just enjoying having him around and in my life.
I've had, and have, family members and friends who will never get that level of sorrow out of me.
I found out that he had died a couple of days later, and I was really grateful that I had that chance to see him and say goodbye. Still am.

Sorry to hear it, tooge. My condolences.