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This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl :frown:


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airblaster503 said:
This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl
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Stay strong bro, god it must be tough. I know one day im gonna have to put my bud down and i cringe whenever i think about it.
 
airblaster503 said:
This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl
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Stay strong man, it'll be tough but it'd be even tougher to hang on and see him struggle. 

Just know he'll be going on to a happier place and the memories he's provided you over the years won't ever go away. All the best man.
 
airblaster503 said:
This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl :frown:


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How do the poor dog use the bathroom?
 
airblaster503 said:
This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl :frown:


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I know the feels man. Try to stay strong. Don't be ashamed to cry. Your friendship lasted 14 and a half years man. That's a beautiful thing.
 
airblaster503 said:
This is my dog Buster, he has been with me the last 14 and a half years. Recently he has developed degenerative myelopathy, actually be going on for about a year and a half now. His legs went out on him 2 days ago and he can't walk due to the back disease, he has to drag himself around with his front 2 legs.

Going to take him to the vet tomorrow and have to put him down. This is the worst feeling ever, he's been my best friend. I want to get a wheelchair for him but he has looked depressed and hasn't hardly eaten in weeks. Just don't think his quality of life would be good at that point even though he seems there mentally.

Going to cry like a little girl :frown:


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It's only right that you shed a few tears for him. Keep your head up and just know that he'll be in a good place.
 
Thanks for the kind words everyone. Last few days have been tough but it was the right thing. He was happy before he went as well which was a good thing. Just have to remember the good times from when he was here. Think it will be a while for me to get used to not looking for him when I wake up or get home from being gone for the day.
 
Every time I hear of someone losing their pet I think of this..

DOGS DON'T HAVE SOULS, DO THEY?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes as if to say: "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me to do one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me. For some strange reason you were able to stand up in the animal hospital - perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say: "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No - thank YOU for taking care of ME."
 
^Strong words. Got me feeling choked up. My dog is getting older so I know I'm gonna have to deal with the situation at some point.
 
casekicks said:
Every time I hear of someone losing their pet I think of this..

DOGS DON'T HAVE SOULS, DO THEY?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes as if to say: "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me to do one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me. For some strange reason you were able to stand up in the animal hospital - perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say: "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No - thank YOU for taking care of ME."
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AMAZING!!!
 
casekicks said:
Every time I hear of someone losing their pet I think of this..

DOGS DON'T HAVE SOULS, DO THEY?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes as if to say: "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me to do one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me. For some strange reason you were able to stand up in the animal hospital - perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say: "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No - thank YOU for taking care of ME."
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casekicks said:
Every time I hear of someone losing their pet I think of this..

DOGS DON'T HAVE SOULS, DO THEY?
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes as if to say: "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."
As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me to do one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me. For some strange reason you were able to stand up in the animal hospital - perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say: "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No - thank YOU for taking care of ME."
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That day is coming for my first dog ever.

Praying he makes it one more year, but man, Idk what Ima do without him 
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Just dropping by to send positive vibes to everyone who's lost a dog or is seeing a decline in their dogs health. I dread the day my pup has to leave. I would be absolutely devastated. All these stories have me right in the feels.
 
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