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I am so sorry for your loss. I wasn’t prepared for the heartbreak that would come from losing my first dog, Conan. I brought him home when he was 8 weeks old and I had the privilege of being his family until he was 14.5. He was a chocolate Lab. When I first got him, I wondered how I would take care of him - he ate furniture! He opened the refrigerator (this is not a joke)! He begged for every morsel of food I put in my mouth!
The day I had to put him down I first made him a bone in ribeye (his favorite, normally reserved for Christmas and his birthday). Then I sobbed when the vet came to the house to help him not be old and frail anymore (he couldn’t walk and got himself stuck under the utility sink in the laundry room - I couldn’t get him out). That’s how I knew it was time.
He didn’t get sick. His body just declined to the point that he wound up stuck under a sink. My big regret is that I let him linger for too long.
This past Christmas I got two new chocolate puppies. It took two to fill the big Conan-sized hole in my heart (and it still hurts when I think of him).
The day I had to put him down I first made him a bone in ribeye (his favorite, normally reserved for Christmas and his birthday). Then I sobbed when the vet came to the house to help him not be old and frail anymore (he couldn’t walk and got himself stuck under the utility sink in the laundry room - I couldn’t get him out). That’s how I knew it was time.
He didn’t get sick. His body just declined to the point that he wound up stuck under a sink. My big regret is that I let him linger for too long.
This past Christmas I got two new chocolate puppies. It took two to fill the big Conan-sized hole in my heart (and it still hurts when I think of him).
