But, it was his time to go and my wife and I knew it. And I will give you dog lovers out there a piece of advice. Find yourself a mobile veterinarian if you can find one. We took Dash to a regular and excellent vet for most of his life but when it was time to put him to sleep we called a mobile vet who came to the house. She was a sweet and kind lady. She talked to us about Dash and his condition and then explained how things would work and while we sat there on the floor with him, which made him very happy, she administered a series of meds and Dash passed on without ever having to get up from his favorite spot and with my wife and I petting him.
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The last two dogs we had to put down was done at our house by the vet. This is the way to do what needs to be done since it minimizes the stress to the dog.
One dog, Chase, had cancer and though we managed to keep her alive far longer than was expected, eventually it was time, and we knew it. The vet showed up with an assistant to help carry Flirt away. My dog, Kelly was a GSD and the best dog ever. I know that Kelly knew Chase was dying...
Chase was a great dog and I called her Lady because she was a Lady. Chase/Lady had gotten to a point where she could not move much and we had made her a bed in a quiet spot in the living room by the fireplace. The spot was were she could see us but kinda den like to make Chase/Lady feel secure. The vet showed up on time and came in to see Chase/Lady. Kelly would not let the vet or her assistant near Chase/Lady. :shocked: Kelly did not growl or bark but she put her body in between Chase and the vet. Somehow Kelly knew what the vet was going to do. :confused3: I had to call Kelly to the side and hold her in place by hugging her, otherwise she would put herself between the vet and Chase/Lady. In no way was Kelly aggressive but she just body blocked them until I held/hugged her in place.
When the drugs ended Chase's/Lady's pain, Kelly howled...
Kelly eventually got old and had bad hips/back legs. Medication helped but only so much. She got to a point where she could not really control her bladder and make it outside so she would pee a trail to the door. This was usually around 2:00am in the morning.

We built the house finished concrete floors to make mess clean up easy so I would clean up the pee and move on. :thumbsup: Peeing in the house shamed Kelly and she was not in great shape but it was not time. You know when it is time. After months of 0200 pee clean up it got to a point that Kelly was in greater pain, she could not control her bowels and she was not eating and drinking. She was done and it was time. The vet came to the house, Kelly struggled to get up, but she did, so she could greet the vet at the door. I told Kelly to lay down in her bed, she did and we ended her pain.
That was years ago, I still don't want a dog and I don't think I ever will either. The wife and kids have a dog but she is not my dog. Kelly was the best dog ever and any dog I have will be compared to her which would not be fair. There is a boat forum I am following and one of the couples has a GSD on board their boat. :thumbsup: They are traveling around the world and it is funny to see photos of the GSD on the boat looking at things. I saw a guy and his GSD at a store the other day. The guy ran into the store real quick and his GSD just watched him the entire time. Just like Kelly used to watch over me....
Having a vet come to the house is easier on the dog and people.
Sorry for your loss. I know the feeling.
Later,
Dan