Last night my dog passed away. She was 14 years old. She was freaking out, breathing heavy and shaking. I tried to calm her down but to no avail. It was her time. This morning she went on to doge heaven.
RIP LameDog.
You were a fair and lawful companion and will be missed.
I had to put my little buddy down a few months ago. Handing that leash to the vet and walking away was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I hate myself for it. I bawled my eyes out, stilll do sometimes. I'm so sorry man. I hate life.