Sorry for your loss, it is a very difficult situation. Prayers sent.

very sorry to hear of your GF's companion crossing the rainbow bridge. It's a tough, no doubt about it.

I'm sorry y'all had to make this decision, and glad you found someone to help make it as painless for her as possible.

It never gets easier, and I guess I prefer it that way.

I'm sorry Jim. My little dog Squirt had kidney failure and we had a vet come to our house. Best way to handle a bad situation imho. My other dog Barney was lost for a couple months as he and Squirt were together constantly for 10 years. Prayers sent.

Sorry for your loss. Hardest part of having pets.

So sorry, rest assured our old Bud & Wendy will be waiting on the other side for Scrat when she crosses the Rainbow Bridge to join them.

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Originally posted by slabsides45:
...It never gets easier, and I guess I prefer it that way.

Indeed. If it got easier then we would be loosing something very precious.

The vet who put Scrat down was very gentle with the dog and with the human critters who were present. (She looked like she was about 15YO.) She works for a Veterinary Emergency Center and does a lot of 'home visits" like this.

Christ on a crutch, what a way to make a living. That can't be psychologically healthy.

When I was in high school, I spent my summer vacations on my grandparent's farm in East Tennessee. A farmer near by had an old and very ill dog that needed to be put down. He didn't want do it himself, so he offered me $20 or so to do it for him. So I lead the dog off into the woods with a shovel and my new Colt Woodsman. I dug a shallow grave, shot the dog in the back of his head, and burrowed him.

Easy money right? $20 Wasn't too bad for a kid in the mid 1960s. Except that picture of that dog looking up at me has haunted me in my dreams every week or so for the last 50 years.

Bad deal. Hard earned $20. I'd give a 1000 X or 10000 X $20 to delete that scene.

It's time to go to bed. This day has sucked big time.

Sorry for your loss.

Dogs go to Heaven, a just God would have it no other way.

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Originally posted by Jim Shugart:
^ ^ ^ ^ Why is it so fucking traumatic?

My human relatives/friends/acquaintances can die like flies, I'm saddened of course but don't sit around all afternoon crying like a 8YO girl.

Because our pets know the real us. We don't put up walls or hide behind a fake appearance with our pets. I think that allows us to grow closer to our animals.

Just had to put one of my rotties down last weekend. I rescued him 6 years ago. I'm guessing total age was around 9-10.

Still have the collar that one of the guys here Karma'd me.

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Originally posted by Jim Shugart:
Easy money right? $20 Wasn't too bad for a kid in the mid 1960s. Except that picture of that dog looking up at me has haunted me in my dreams every week or so for the last 50 years.

Bad deal. Hard earned $20. I'd give a 1000 X or 10000 X $20 to delete that scene.

About that same time maybe a little earlier I shot my first and last little bird off a telephone pole with my B-B gun, seeing him flop around after he fell to the ground before he died made me angry that I did it and cried. I've never been able to do that again my whole life, kill a bird or any small animal. Still haunts me today when I picture that little bird flopping on the ground..

As a pet owner and a tried and true animal lover this is a lost that one can never express .

It’s not fair that their lives are so much shorter than ours. I’m very sorry for your girlfriend’s (and your) loss, Jim.