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And it hurts like fuck. She's 12 years old and she has been there through my darkest and happiest days. I didn't think it would hurt this much, But I've been pretty much been uncontrollably crying for the past 2 days. She requires a surgery that we simply can't afford.
Any coping tips? I tried getting high but that just made it worse.
There's a lot of good advice in here already. I'll leave you with something from my experience that I hope helps you. My last dog was my buddy. He had seen more UFC's right next to me than half the people on this site ever have.
I was there when we got him as a puppy and I was there on his last day, right by his side. What haunts me to this day is seeing him pass with his eyes open, just completely glazed over. My wife couldn't handle being in the room, and I've never told her about this morbid detail.
You know it's the right decision, but look away when the end comes. That sight will never leave your memory.
I'm so sorry to hear this bro.
My family made the mistake of trying to prolong my childhood dog's life with countless surgeries despite his advanced age. He ended up spending his last days attached to tubes in a vet office, so in alot of ways, deciding not to opt for surgery is the more loving choice. We were selfish, and I will never forgive myself for it.
This message is something that made me feel better (a neighbor gave us a framed copy), and I try and pass it along whenever I hear a person has lost a pet:
Rainbow Bridge:
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Sorry - Sucks man.. been there numerous times. Just don't run right out and try to get another dog. Take some grieving time. wait a few months.
Get a cat!
Never did like owning a dog. Not because I don't like them, but because you get so attached to them, and their life span is relatively short. It's guaranteed depression down the road.
Get a Parrot.
good looking dog...as others have suggested spend as much quality time with her...feed her a steak...show her how much she is still loved and if you can find a vet that does house calls have her die in a place that is her own...
That looks like a good-natured dog if I ever saw one. What's her name?
Sorry to hear that man.. I lost a dog late last year and it wasn't even mine. He used to come visit all of the time and he love for me to rub his brisket (chest). He'd even hit my hand with his paw asking for it! But he had cancer and had to be put down.
When you do go to put her down, you MUST be there with her and holding her. If you don't she'll be looking around for you and you'll feel guilty.
It's a tough thing to do, but we're MEN ain't we?!? We do things not because they are easy, but because they are hard.
God bless...
she reminds me of this dog...Thanks. She is the most sweetest, loyal dog ever. Even when I was having a shitty day she could always cheer me up somehow. Her name is Patch. I know, pretty cliche, but we got her when I was 12 and it was the only name we could all agree on.