Laddie was euthanised at home Oct 27, Friday evening. The vet and tech came to the house and his breathing become even worse and more labored. It was horrible. I couldn't calm him down. I asked him who his friend was and he gave me a kiss on the lips.
We had to muzzle him and the tech gave him an injection to sedate him. I held his head in my hands and smiled and spoke to him softly. When he died he took a part of myself, but he also left a part of himself behind with me.
It's the worst feeling in the world, but I have to keep telling myself I did what I thought was best. All the good years we had together reminds me how much better it is to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. Nothing is more true than at a time like this.