Well guys I suppose some of you have been thru this type of thing before but I just had to get this off my chest. Our beloved German Shepherd Cleo had to be put down today and it was one of the most dreaded things I was fearing. She was part of our family for 15 years now and I never cried so much over a darn animal before. Her hips and legs were so bad and she could hardly stand let alone walk. I had to carry her to the truck and carry her inside the Vet's so she could be put to sleep. Cleo was our son's dog who we got when our son was only five years old. I dreaded writing him in England at the Air Force Base to inform him that his beloved dog is now dead. I haven't heard back from him but I am sure he must be as devastated as we are.
I know some of you must be thinking get over it, it's just a stupid dog, but Cleo was a member of our family. I have killed many animals in my hunting days (never flinching an eye) but the hardest thing I have ever done was carry our dog into the Vet's knowing she was going to die shortly.
Sorry for my ranting post (100th post) this must be an omen. :'(
I know some of you must be thinking get over it, it's just a stupid dog, but Cleo was a member of our family. I have killed many animals in my hunting days (never flinching an eye) but the hardest thing I have ever done was carry our dog into the Vet's knowing she was going to die shortly.
Sorry for my ranting post (100th post) this must be an omen. :'(