coughing a lot, walking funny, back legs sore, extended belly, can’t jump up in my lap or on the couch anymore, eyes going bad.
If it ever comes to it, I’m not putting her down, even if she has to suffer, I have suffered a lot, and continue to, and I haven’t killed myself. I’ll give her aspirin and lots of love, and warm baths.
She’s not gonna die in no frigging vet clinic, she’ll die in her home.
When my childhood dog got so sick, we had her put down as it was the most humane thing to do.
She had a cancer growth on her back leg, was diabetic and could no longer control her bladder. It was so sad to see her go, but it was a lesson to me that no animal should be kept alive past complete functioning failure and death
I wanted my grandad euthanised. He was blind, had dementia and in the end they basically stopped treatment and let him die of dehydration and starvation as he couldn’t eat. In the end they let a chest infection kill him.