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sadness
I'm putting my dog down. I have had her for 16 years. I rescued her from a puppy mill situation when she was a puppy. She's been there for me through some really shitty times -- my son in the hospital, suicide attempts, she's stopped me from cutting. She's been there for me through some really great times, too. The birth of three kids. Graduating high school, college. I don't know how many moves. She's been there for the loss of I don't know how many other pets. (Four cats, four rats, a hampster, um, a lot of mice... a llama that was really my llama but my mother had because you don't keep llamas in a backyard, ex's labrador...) She got me through the death of two grandparents and a foster mother. She's been around almost half my life -- my entire adult life. And I love her. And I can't stop crying.
So, my dear fluffy white thing, Diana, here's to you.




So sorry 😞
Thanks.
Prayers and thoughts your way
It's so difficult to lose a dog. But if she's in pain, it is the one very loving thing you can do as a human: set her free from her suffering. This is the last compassionate act, and she relies on you for this kind of support. I know your wounds are very raw, but she's at peace, and I know you want that for her. Everyday I miss my Terrier Spot, but I also know he has no pain or worries.
Well, she wasn't in any pain (at least not that I could tell), and she managed to go in my arms before I took her to the vet later that day.
Glad she's at peace and made her own way.