I had the hard task of putting my dog of 14 years to sleep. I've had him since he was a puppy. This little Schi-tzu was the best dog I've ever had. He has been there with me through thick and thin. No matter how bad the day was I always new a wagging tail was waiting for me. It always made me smile. He was my friend. We bonded when he was just a few months old, and we went everywhere. He was the peanut butter to my jelly, etc.
He been going down hill for some time, and I had to put myself second and do what was best for the dog. He had basically dropped about 10% of his own weight in about a week. He went from being spunky to being lethargic.
I was amazed at how fast the things happen once we the doctor showed up. She explained what was going to happen. once the procedure started, he was gone in less than 15 seconds.
When your dog barely moves when he was alive, its very confusing when he's actually dead. But she listened and announced his heart had stopped.
Now the day after I'm still looking to make sure I don't roll over him with my desk chair, breaking off bites of my sandwich for him to eat, closing my office door so he doesn't get out, and dreading going home to see his empty bed.
I thank God for 14+ years of a great dog who always made me smile.