I only had to make that decision once. Duchess was blind and deaf. When she started having seizures and lost control of her bladder our vet said that the time had come.
Oh, God, J! I'm so so so sorry. I haven't personally had to make that decision yet, or had my own personal pet pass. I dread it, though, and I know it must be so hard for you losing Bogey. I know how much you love your furkids.
My thoughts are with you.
Thanks, you guys.
We didn't have to make the decision this time, though. Bogey died on his own, on the bedding in our laundry room, with me sitting next to him, petting him and sobbing and telling him I loved him and would miss him. At the last I don't think he knew I was there, but minutes earlier while I was trying to keep him cleaned up and comfortable he was still looking at me and wagging his tail.
I felt worse for Hubby -- he came home and I opened the door weeping and he dropped everything he was carrying coming up the stairs at a dead run. I had all day to deal with it; he got slammed when he got home. I tried to call him several times when I realized Bogey was dying but he told me he had the radio cranked on the way home and didn't hear the phone ring.
It's been a miserable two days. We took him to the SPCA this morning to be cremated. They're going to call us when the ashes are ready to be picked up.
We miss him. It's never going to be the same without him.
We've lost many over the years we have had dogs, and the hurt never changed.
Thank you for all you did for Bogey. He loved you right to the end, wagging his tail as you cared for him.
Again, I'm so sorry. What a wonderful, wonderful life you both gave them. Bogey and Oscar are together, no more pain, just the pain that remains with those that loved them. Thank you for taking them both in, you're very special people 
The love they gave us in return dwarfed anything we did for them. I still don't feel we deserved their adoration, maybe because we couldn't save them. And that's dumb, because sometimes there's just nothing you can do to change what's happening.
We miss them. Hubby and I still find ourselves looking for them in the yard when we bring them all in for the night.
I'm so sorry. I have two dogs. They're my life. You have my admiration for being great human beings.
I am so deeply sorry. It never changes, and it always hurts.
Yes, it hurts. Even knowing he had 13 great years, which he wouldn't have had. He was so paranoid of strangers, especially men. Hubby was the only man he ever trusted (he tolerated the vets, but then he had to).
I miss him, and I miss Oscar. Every day. Even with the other five keeping us busy, we miss them.
Thanks for the kind words, everybody. It does help.
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