Originally posted at 5:46 p.m. Wednesday
I’m going to put my dog down. It’s time. I have been avoiding it, now, for quite some time. But it is time. She can’t see, but she can still smell her food and water. She no longer cares where she relieves herself, so she isn’t permitted to live in the house anymore. She has a covered kennel filled with blankets, pillows and a bed, outside of our bedroom door, on the covered patio, but it is getting too cold for a twenty year old, 9 lb poodle to live outside. It is time. So why can’t I do it?/ThomG, Perspectives. More here.
Question: Anyone have a similar experience when a pet comes to the end of its life?