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Thanks everybody. All I can say is as hard as it was to have her put to sleep, we had no question as to whether it was time or not. It was. If anything, we waited too long, but she wasn't suffering until the last 2 days. And russ, the 15 years was well worth the last couple days. The happiness and joy she brought us will never go away. We were unconditionally loved...there's no better feeling in the world.
Yeah it never gets any easier. One of the few drawbacks of having pets. Sorry for your loss Buzz. The worst part of it is having to make the choice to put a dog/pet down. Be
cause obviously you can't ask the pet if that's what they want. You have to make that choice yourself, whether their quality of life is worth continuing on. My last dog probably could've lived awhile longer, but it couldn't see or hear very well at all. And it was getting to the point where he barely ate anything. My parents made the decision to put him down, and I know it wasn't easy.Not to bring up the sad feelings, but were you and your wife in the room with the dog when they put it to sleep? I can't imagine going through that myself, I mean to actually witness it. But it's something I'm sure I'll have to experience one day, because I love dogs and plan on having a few down the road.
We stayed while she was sedated, but left when it was time. That's not what we want to remember, and the vet had been taking such good care of her through all of her medical conditions that we knew they would take care of her.
Just in case anyone wondered, the last few days have reminded me of just how human I am. I know sometimes I argue with some of you and we all seem like faceless creatures. I am really sorry if I ever hurt anybody with the words I've said.
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Yeah it never gets any easier. One of the few drawbacks of having pets. Sorry for your loss Buzz. The worst part of it is having to make the choice to put a dog/pet down. Because obviously you can't ask the pet if that's what they want. You have to make that choice yourself, whether their quality of life is worth continuing on. My last dog probably could've lived awhile longer, but it couldn't see or hear very well at all. And it was getting to the point where he barely ate anything. My parents made the decision to put him down, and I know it wasn't easy.
Not to bring up the sad feelings, but were you and your wife in the room with the dog when they put it to sleep? I can't imagine going through that myself, I mean to actually witness it. But it's something I'm sure I'll have to experience one day, because I love dogs and plan on having a few down the road.
That was the thing that destroyed me. Our dog was put on the tailgate of my truck at the time (her favorite place to be), and I thought when they injected the medication into her that she would fall asleep.
I was not warned.
I watched the life drain from her eyes as she knew something was wrong, and she kept pawing at me, like I could stop it. I watched her completely die.
I was a basket case. Even now as I type this my heart is racing and i'm tearing up. I will never forget that.
I'm really happy that Buzz and his wife did not have to go through that. And like Buzz, I would also like to extend that I do not mean to hurt anyone here, including Axl, his inner circle, and the band. I do not have anything against any of them personally.
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Sorry to hear of your tough situation Buzz. I know when we had to get our 2 labradors put down after having them for more than 15 years it was incredibly hard.
Unlike you I couldn't even go with them in the trip to the vet. Even so just saying good bye to them at home was one of the toughest things I have had to do so for.
I agree though the good times you have with pets outweigh the times like this and make it all worth it. But that doesn't make it any easier, ironically it makes it even harder.
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Had a cat while growing up in school to college years, had it from a kitten, was always in my room when I was, just scrunched up behind my chair (accidentally forgot she was there once and moved my chair, ouch...) anyway she got older and a bit more crankier, hissing when you tried to pick her up and stuff, couldnt see anything physically wrong, then one day I came back from college and said 'where is the cat' and got told she was put down because vet said kidneys were fucked and some other shit, and I hit the fuckin roof...as far as I could see there was notihng immediately wrong or any suffering going on, I flipped. Anyway I went to my room and the rest is history.
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That was the thing that destroyed me. Our dog was put on the tailgate of my truck at the time (her favorite place to be), and I thought when they injected the medication into her that she would fall asleep.
I was not warned.
I watched the life drain from her eyes as she knew something was wrong, and she kept pawing at me, like I could stop it. I watched her completely die.
I was a basket case. Even now as I type this my heart is racing and i'm tearing up. I will never forget that.
Wow, that is really sad, I really feel for you about that.
That's one of things I actually feel a lot of guilt over, that I was not there in my dog's final moments for him. We took him to the vet, but I just couldn't bare to be there with him when they actually put him to sleep, it was just too tough. I said my teary goodbye and left.
After hearing your story, maybe it was a good thing I didn't stay to watch that procedure.
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Had a cat while growing up in school to college years, had it from a kitten, was always in my room when I was, just scrunched up behind my chair (accidentally forgot she was there once and moved my chair, ouch...) anyway she got older and a bit more crankier, hissing when you tried to pick her up and stuff, couldnt see anything physically wrong, then one day I came back from college and said 'where is the cat' and got told she was put down because vet said kidneys were fucked and some other shit, and I hit the fuckin roof...as far as I could see there was notihng immediately wrong or any suffering going on, I flipped. Anyway I went to my room and the rest is history.
My parents did the same thing with our cat. I came back from college one weekend and the cat wasn't around anymore. Only, I didn't say anything. Nor did they. I was pretty sure of what had happened, but was waiting for them to tell me. They never did though, and they told my sister that I didn't even notice the cat was gone. So I had to tell them I in fact did realize.
I was never a cat person, and the cat was sort of adopted from the next door neighbors. They had a dog and 2 cats, and apparently this one cat didn't like it much over there, so she started coming over to our house. Eventually she just stayed for good. My parents were willing to take her in, since we had lost our first dog a few years earlier. The healing process was complete and it was time again for another pet. Anyhow, I grew to appreciate the cat over time. I still much prefer dogs though.
Axlin, that's a rough story. My parents said our last dog went peacefully in their arms, with no signs of struggle. That would just kill me to see something like that. I certainly wouldn't be able to keep my composure.
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In hind-sight, I wish someone would've told me it was like that, and I would've never done it. I thought i'd get more peace being with her, and I guess in someways it did provide definitive closure, but you went to hell and back to get it.
It was just so surreal. It was something so definite, and once that option was chosen there was no going back, you were committed. I'd never experienced anything like that.
You realize how powerful your emotions truely are, your human side, just like Buzz talked about. A dog you'd probably cursed a few times, popped for discipline, been mad at... suddenly you're crying, screaming for her as she slips away.
I can't even remember what happened afterwards. I don't even remember going home. I just remembered crying for hours, and suddenly I was back home and it was all over.
You truely start to get why life is so fleeting. Here's this animal that was so important to you since you were 5 years old. And you were the center of her universe. All she lived for. Man's best friend and all that.
Then they're just gone, and tomorrow is just another day. People are no different. Really makes you think... 
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I've been involved in a similar thing of late. A few years back one of my best friends dog died and I bought her a new dog as a gift.
We see a lot of each other and so I got petty close to the dog, and my friend full on loves this dog more than i've seen her relate to anyone.
Anyway, about 2 months back it suddenly got some rare disease. It had been the picture of a healthy dog only days before, and then suddenly it couldn't breathe and it was really aweful. The friend spent more than 5,000 bucks trying to save it's life, but apparently nothing could be done and we had to put it down. I had to be in the room and watch it happen to support the friend and also because I loved the dog too...but god it was horrible.
It wasn't really like Axilin's story thank god, as the dog was deeply suffering struggling to breathe when it happened, and so it didn't seem afraid rather it was just like it could go to sleep and stop gasping. But god it was still horrible.
I think the most affecting parts were you realise how powerless you are. Like both me and the girl would have done pretty much anything to not have to do that. like if the vet had said "I can fix it, but it'll be 200k" we'd have worked out a payment plan...but to realise you just have NO control like that is fucked up.
Also, as others have said, the short life span. The poor dog only lived 8 years, which seems to go in the blink of an eye for us.
Anyway, my thoughts are with everyone in this thread.
