It never gets any easier

i feel for you and my sincere condolences. i had to put my dog down 10 years ago and i still think about her from time to time. i loved that dog and i was the one in the family that took care of her and her appreciation showed every time i came home. its never easy, but time does heal.
 
:( Condolences to you and your family. This inevitability is something all pet owners need to eventually come to terms with. I've been through it myself several times and always come back for more, eventually. The love between people and dogs is unlike any other relationship that exists- its special, and worth the heartache.

Tennyson's most famous poem comes to mind. It was not written about men and dogs, but nevertheless rings true:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
 
Sorry Eddie, I am not sure how we know the "right" time for this decision.

I remember talking to my old dog walker about a dog he had in his pack that the family had held on too long. He tried to tell them but they just could not or would not see that the dog was really no longer the same.

I made a deal with him at that time that if he ever felt Oreo was at the right time he had to be blunt and tell me, sometimes it is easier when someone else who still loves your pet helps you make that decision.
 
There was a very touching episode of Ice Pilots this season where Joe and Mikey had to put down their old dog. The old guy even had an I.D. badge for the airport. Joe said that a dog will let his owner know when it's time to go.
 
So sorry to hear that.

There were two dogs in my life I still miss and it was been at least 20 years since the last one and 30 years since the first. I was still living at my parent's home when the first one died. She would wake me up every day for me to go to work. One day she did not wake me up. I had no idea where she was. I had to get to work but finding her was more important. For some reason I decided to look in the neighbors yard. I found her dead, hit by a car. He had gotten out at night. She NEVER left the yard even when the gate was open unless she felt she was protecting us. My only thought was that she died trying to protect us.

The second like yours was just getting too old. But he was always there to greet me when I visited my parents, wagging his tail like a little puppy. One day he was not there, my Dad had taking him to be put down. My buddy was just in too much pain. It was for the best but that day was still painful.

Just think of all of the great times you were able to have with your buddy.
 
Found this salient poem online.

You'll Meet me In The Light

I know that you can't see me,
but trust me I'm right here.
Although I'm up in heaven,
my love for you stays near.

So often I see you crying,
many times you call my name.
I want so much to lick our face
and ease some of your pain.

I wish that I could make you see
that Heaven indeed is real.
If you could see me run and play
how much better you would feel.

But our loving God has promised me,
that when the time is right,
you'll step out of the darkness
and meet me in the light.
 
Thank you for the supportive words everyone. They are truly appreciated.

If you're an SP and you were kind to me here well....I love you. Not in the dirty, grunting sticky way a man loves an attractive cousin but in a rainbows and Julie Andrews musical way where I would feel wrong touching myself while looking at your ads.

Also touching were the words of support from people whom I've given a bit of a hard time. It made my 2 days of being curled up in the fetal position and indulging in big snotty toddler crying a little more bearable.

Don't get me wrong. I'm still going to bust your balls because that's just what I do but I promise I'm going to enjoy it just a little bit less. On he flip side you'll always be able to point out what a pussy I am in real life.

I'm glad we could share this moment.

Eddie401

(Seriously guys thank you)