Tanya's dog passed away. I feel horrible for her because I've been through that twice in my adult life and I cringe inside when I think about it
I guess as deaths go, it went as well as I could have wanted. I mean, it was horrible, maybe the worst thing I’ve ever experienced, and if I ever hear another sound like his last breath, I’ll kill myself.
When my corgi, Kali, got sick, we had to have her put down. The vet took her out of the room, did the job, and brought her back already wrapped for burial. That day was a blur to me, but I can remember the looks on everyone's faces in that office as I walked out with my dog. My face must have been contorted with pain because it affected everyone as I walked by.
My vet, bless them, did what needed to be done and let me walk home without another word. No bill, no forms to sign, nothing. I swore that was the worst moment of my life because I had never felt so empty before.
That was until I had to put down Hudson.
Kali was my wife's dog when I met her, and quickly became my dog. Hudson was the very first animal I ever owned on my own and I had had him for 8 years at that point. When it was his time to go, I had to be there until his last breath. I wanted the last thing he ever experienced was me scratching his ears and my face to be the last thing he saw. I loved that animal more than I ever realized. I don't even remember driving home. To this day, and even now sitting in my office my eyes are watering up thinking about it.
I feel bad for Tanya. It's worse for her because Goliath was her nearest friend and now she is alone. I have no idea what else to say except "I'm sorry".