Deciding when to put your dog down.

#6 shot with a borrowed shotgun and have a friend drive you home with a fifth of good drinking whisky.
Trust me on this.

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Originally Posted by earplug

#6 shot with a borrowed shotgun and have a friend drive you home with a fifth of good drinking whisky.
Trust me on this.

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Sorry but I finish my own.

Our 11 yr old beagle suddenly started having problems w his front legs. They would just give out unexpectedly. Let it go for 3 days to see if it would improve. Nope. Made the decision to say goodby. He was miserable. I will miss that silly dork.

Had to put our Balinese cat down Friday. He was about 16.

Always tough, each one has a personality and all have an undying connection to YOU AND YOURS! Take more pic's of your pups! I wish I had, great memories either way with a dog in your life.

I remember a Catholic Nun telling us grade schoolers you can not 'love' a dog, cat, horse or any animal. Nuns were a different kind of teacher in the 60's and full of BS. I'm convinced God is a dog lover.

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Originally Posted by GilpinGuy

Well, timely revival of this thread for me. My guy (17+yo Lab mix!) is starting to show signs that it's time. Frankly, I can't believe that he's made it this long.

A few years ago he got some severe ear infection that resulted in almost total hearing loss and some loss of balance, but he still trotted around the property and seemed happy. Recently he has been "doing his business" closer and closer to the house, and now just goes on the deck - very occasionally in the house too. In the last week he puked in the house twice. I feel like he's really on his last days now. He's arthritic, of course, and walking on the hardwood floors causes problems.

But then I'll see him trotting around in the snow again, and I just can't bring myself to think it's his time. Man, this a hard thing to make a decision on. When I KNOW it's time I'd like to get one of these Home to Heaven folks to my home. I have to see if there's anyhthing like that up here in the hills.

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My childhood dog may have saved my life in her last days. She could barely walk but she came racing down our 100ft driveway as fast as she ever ran and chased off two Doberman's who were circling me, and then limped her way back up to the front patio where she always stayed and watched over everything. It wasn't long after that my parents put her down. They can do some pretty amazing stuff even at the end. I wish you the best on this; I know it is hard.