ZainTheInsane
Well-Known Member
What do you do? How do you react?
My family has just put our dog, Cindy, to sleep. We had her for nearly five years. She was a breeder's dog for the first 6 or 7 years of her life, then she was given to an old man, who, though I didn't know him, died from cancer. During the final months with him, she wasn't properly looked after, and when we got her, she had dual ear infections, and some of her teeth were rotted, as well as various other problems. Once she got all better, she was just like a puppy for a while. In the last year or so she's rapidly gone down hill...
In the end her hind legs barely worked, she had athritis in most, if not all, of her joints, she rarely eat, and she was blind, pretty much deaf, and was scared of basically everything. I really don't know if I justify putting her to sleep by that, or if I'm making excuses.
Part of me wishes she was still alive...despite all her problems, she was a great dog...she was friendly, never barked even when she could see and hear, and she loved running around in the snow. But part of me thinks it was for the best to put her to sleep because of all the problems previously mentioned.
In any case, I just don't know how to feel about it...I feel guilty, sad, and angry with myself...but I also feel happy for Cindy because she's not suffering anymore, and she had I think it was 14 years on this planet. I don't know if that is a long time, or not for a Brittany Spaniel.
Anyway...what did you feel when your pet died? How is someone supposed to feel? I suppose this thread is in dedication to all those pets who kept us company, who were happy and cheerful when we needed a boost, and who, even when in pain and suffering, look at us with a sparkle in their eye, like we're the most important person in their life at that moment.
I guess I really don't have more to say about it...except that I will miss her.
My family has just put our dog, Cindy, to sleep. We had her for nearly five years. She was a breeder's dog for the first 6 or 7 years of her life, then she was given to an old man, who, though I didn't know him, died from cancer. During the final months with him, she wasn't properly looked after, and when we got her, she had dual ear infections, and some of her teeth were rotted, as well as various other problems. Once she got all better, she was just like a puppy for a while. In the last year or so she's rapidly gone down hill...
In the end her hind legs barely worked, she had athritis in most, if not all, of her joints, she rarely eat, and she was blind, pretty much deaf, and was scared of basically everything. I really don't know if I justify putting her to sleep by that, or if I'm making excuses.
Part of me wishes she was still alive...despite all her problems, she was a great dog...she was friendly, never barked even when she could see and hear, and she loved running around in the snow. But part of me thinks it was for the best to put her to sleep because of all the problems previously mentioned.
In any case, I just don't know how to feel about it...I feel guilty, sad, and angry with myself...but I also feel happy for Cindy because she's not suffering anymore, and she had I think it was 14 years on this planet. I don't know if that is a long time, or not for a Brittany Spaniel.
Anyway...what did you feel when your pet died? How is someone supposed to feel? I suppose this thread is in dedication to all those pets who kept us company, who were happy and cheerful when we needed a boost, and who, even when in pain and suffering, look at us with a sparkle in their eye, like we're the most important person in their life at that moment.
I guess I really don't have more to say about it...except that I will miss her.
