My Golden, Pharoah, would love climbing the sliding board ladder and sliding down slide. Then she got to where hip issues made it difficult. She'd still try and I'd provide support from behind.
Her last day we rushed her 72 miles to nearest best vet, University of Georgia veterinarian school.
They told us another surgery would be useless and her stomach basically rotated. Held her in my arms while she took her last breath.
This is such a common end stage for retrievers where they just wont be able to stand up with their hind legs. GSD's have it even worse but they've actively been trying to fix that with selective breeding, which is also what caused this issue to begin with.
Nah dude that is not what they think. They are just happy to be with you. They thankfully don't worry about stuff like that. If they did, my golden, fresh from a mud puddle bath wouldn't rush to jump on the couch and lay across me.
It really sucks when a pet dies. They never live long enough. I'm 50 and at any given time have almost always had at least 2 cats. I had one of my previous cats put down at home after a not so great vet experience with his sister the prior year. It was not easy seeing him try to crawl away to hide after the first injection (of anesthetic). I may have 2 new kittens now, but I still really miss those two (and all the others) I had before them.
The more I look at it, the more setting up a camera and posing around your dog in its final day(s) and then posting it online feels...weird. Is that just me?
Keep your dead or dying pets to yourself, internet. Post it to Facebook and tag literally only close friends that might have a connection to it, not *the entire internet*.
It fucking sucks. It sucks so much that they live such short lives. It fucking sucks that all the joy and happiness they bring comes with the heartache and pain at the end. It fucking sucks.
I've been trying to build up my courage to adopt another dog after my first and only dog passed while I was sleeping. I'm afraid of losing another dog.
Over the course of my life I've lost three, fostered and said goodbye to two more and a decade from now I'll have lost two more. All of them strays, waifs, eejits and disasters and all of them brought more joy than I could ever repay. It's a terrible thing to lose a pet, it's a more terrible thing not to give another one the chance to be loved beyond their comprehension.
And I bet you're an "alpha male" bro who makes fun of men who show emotion. I will proudly continue to try to disrupt peoples' ideas of toxic masculinity.
Not even close, but what I do understand is that jokes about vulnerability and human experience aren't toxic, but turning everything into an issue is. If people need to cry, cry. It's human. Normal. If you want to joke about getting caught off guard by a meme video and tearing up, joke. Grow up dude.
Hell yeah. I know they're jokes, but jokes like that perpetuate the idea of crying being shameful and something to hide, even if that's not the intention.
PSA: be there with your pet when they do the injection and they pass away. As hard as it is to witness, thatâs when theyâll need your support the most. I definitely wouldnât want to be locked up in a room with a stranger when I die.
Be ready to witness some traumatizing stuff. Some donât die peacefully. They could shake violently, vomit or soil themselves.
Also: beware of shitty vets. Mine insisted that I wait outside and I had to repeat several times that there is no way in hell.
When you get pets you know they will die before you, and so thats part of the deal. I will a 100 times rather see my pet get injected, then having it go in a bad way.. We just got a puppy, her brother... ate a nikotine pouch on his walk and died immidiatly, they hadnt even had him for more then 2 weeks đ I cannot imagine the pain of loosing a dog like that. I would a 100% rater see them grow old ahve hold their paws while they get injected đ„ș
I was there for Duke, a Nebelung who was 18. He was a spitfire and a cuddle tease (super fluffy, never wanted to be held). On the day he passed he ate a pound of smoked salmon, sleep in the sun on a warm day. And on our way to the vet, for one last time he pissed all over my back seat. That little asshole, I still miss him. I don't miss him peeing on everything lol.
Our vet came to the house. She's awesome and sat with us for an hour, talking to us and him and slowly doing her thing. It was really sweet and I'm grateful for those last few hours sitting with him, head on my lap, right to the very end.
My vet cried when she put down my Teyo. I was singing "you are my sunshine" to him. They had also given him a piece of chocolate cake before the procedure "cuz every dog deserves chocolate once in their life". I held him in my lap as he gently went.
I had the vet come to my place on the assumption it would be the best way to go. Had it worked as intended, it would have been. But I told her that he hated shots, and we needed to wrap him in a towel like a burrito, and she was all "no, I can do this so fast he'll never notice", as soon as she started to depress the plunger he jerked away and yowled, so she refused to do anything further until the paralytic started to kick in. He staggered around for 20 minutes. It was hell.
We had 2 cats (both 18) pass away around 10 months apart. First one we took in to be put down because we knew it was time. That little void would have lived forever for his mommy if he could have. She held him tight and kept him calm. The other we scheduled when we knew it was time but it looks like he passed in his sleep. We have 2 more and I can promise you they are 2 of the most spoiled cats that have ever lived.
My vet first put the cat under deep anesthesia, and only the second injection was lethal. I wasn't present for the second injection; the cat was no longer conscious anyway.
I was in the room with my 15yo Bichon, Scruffy (my username reference). I smiled at him while they did the injections. I told him how much I loved him and that I would always love him. And only after his heart stopped beating did I completely break down. I would not let him see me in duress. I wanted him to know that I was there for him till the very end and I didn't want his last moments to be worrying about why I was upset. He was the best dog...
Our vet warned us that the dog might twitch, or jerk, or otherwise have unexpected movements. Still glad I was there with him, petting him. And what I actually remember about him is how he'd walk backwards, or how he could actually catch his own tail, but then would end up with a mouthful of fur stuck between his teeth that he needed help with. Like a total doofus.
As far as Iâm concerned, itâs practically the contract. You get a pet, you agree to be with them in their life and to be there with them in their final moment. Youâre their entire world, they deserve to see it at the very end.
My vet came to my living room and put Chuck to sleep while we held him. I didnât deserve him. Now I try to earn his love every day and honor his memory raising another rescue. Miss him so much.
I did this with my cat. She was a shelter rescue and was returned several times. Every time we went to the vet I think she was afraid of being left again so the idea of putting her down there was too awful. I only had her for 3 years, but I like to imagine they were really happy years.
And if you have other pets let them visit afterwards so they know what happened to their furry sibling. Animals understand death and they will frantically search for their furry sibling if they donât get to say goodbye.
Our vet recommended the sibling be there for the whole thing. She got to understand why her brother wasn't around and he had his sister with him. He didn't really like to ever be separated from her though so it might be different in other cases.
Both of my GSDs passed away in my arms. One was just about a week ago. Still recovering from it. Haven't mentioned it on Imgur until now but this seems like a good time. I have no regrets, we spent a lot of time together and she was loved more than she knew. But damn, I'd pay anything to have another week. I'd give my house away to spend time with her as I never got to know her, the dog that spent six years in a puppy mill before she came to us. She was the sweetest girl.
I held my rabbit when he was sick, then I went to sleep thinking he was on the mend. Woke up and he was stiff as a board. I picked up my whole ass desk and threw it then collapsed and sobbed while my 3yo looked on, then she came over and hugged me until I managed to get her in my car and to school.
In November it will be a year since we put our good girl down. I never ever want to have to do that again. But no way will they be alone if I ever have to. Iâd rather they just pass on in their sleep at home in their bed.
Terry P said it well: "We are as gods to beasts of the field. We order the time of their birth and the time of their death. Between times, we have a duty.
My wife's cat could still do it all but he was miserable doing so. His liver was failing, so we couldn't fix his teeth without killing him. He ate enough to survive. His arthritis made all movement painful. He was headstrong but he didn't deserve to keep living in that much agony. The first shot sent him to sleep forever. I'll miss him forever.
Bohrdumb
That dog lived a good life!
Vungor
My Mr ben went to sleep in January.
evilgriff
Hey @op now I have to explain to my wife why I was crying when she got home.
GeneralPrower
Shibbidibdub
ChipWallace
I had to take my oldest guy for his last trip to the vet a couple of weeks ago.
I can tell you, I saw the same thing.
Hug your pets, they're family.
2Soon4Baboon
I saw a good dog
UnattendedDeviant
My Golden, Pharoah, would love climbing the sliding board ladder and sliding down slide. Then she got to where hip issues made it difficult. She'd still try and I'd provide support from behind.
Her last day we rushed her 72 miles to nearest best vet, University of Georgia veterinarian school.
They told us another surgery would be useless and her stomach basically rotated. Held her in my arms while she took her last breath.
RIP girl. You're still missed.
CitizenK9
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RandallKavanaugh
On Topic:
FTUG
The only problem with owning dogs is that they dont live long enough https://media3.giphy.com/media/v1.Y2lkPWE1NzM3M2U1OGRzdno5OTJibzN1NmJ4M3R3ZHhsZWlnNXdyMWlhMDVqNnY5c2ppOCZlcD12MV9naWZzX3NlYXJjaCZjdD1n/2WxWfiavndgcM/200w.webp
rouzuki
They live approximately 1/5th as long as they should.
MagicToolBox
I miss you Buffy.
GoodChange
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Conz
This is such a common end stage for retrievers where they just wont be able to stand up with their hind legs. GSD's have it even worse but they've actively been trying to fix that with selective breeding, which is also what caused this issue to begin with.
CitizenK9
I've had it with my gsd, it's called degenerative mylopothy. It's horrible to watch them deteriorate
TyrannusEquus
Nah dude that is not what they think. They are just happy to be with you. They thankfully don't worry about stuff like that. If they did, my golden, fresh from a mud puddle bath wouldn't rush to jump on the couch and lay across me.
kittykit17009000
Such a beautiful dog đ RIP
Shoutrr
they never really leave.
NR2K
<3
IliveIdyeIliveagain
PauliePlaysPoorly
Fuck you and your onion ninjas.
TouchMyInfection
Futuron
It really sucks when a pet dies. They never live long enough. I'm 50 and at any given time have almost always had at least 2 cats. I had one of my previous cats put down at home after a not so great vet experience with his sister the prior year. It was not easy seeing him try to crawl away to hide after the first injection (of anesthetic). I may have 2 new kittens now, but I still really miss those two (and all the others) I had before them.
thebbqnut
bingotown
Jesus, dude. As the parent to an aging goldie, I am ugly crying right now.
GeneralWho
Nekron35
yea it's weird, I didn't even look at it this close. Seeing them cry around him and sorts.
Ree81
Keep your dead or dying pets to yourself, internet. Post it to Facebook and tag literally only close friends that might have a connection to it, not *the entire internet*.
GeneralWho
I can't imagine spending my dog's last day posing him so I can use his picture for engagements
FaithAlone
It fucking sucks. It sucks so much that they live such short lives. It fucking sucks that all the joy and happiness they bring comes with the heartache and pain at the end. It fucking sucks.
Feralkyn
"Life is a series of dogs" - George Carlin
Jyakalope
I've been trying to build up my courage to adopt another dog after my first and only dog passed while I was sleeping. I'm afraid of losing another dog.
CitizenK9
Do it!
diemajorthrilldie
Over the course of my life I've lost three, fostered and said goodbye to two more and a decade from now I'll have lost two more. All of them strays, waifs, eejits and disasters and all of them brought more joy than I could ever repay.
It's a terrible thing to lose a pet, it's a more terrible thing not to give another one the chance to be loved beyond their comprehension.
GuMaiChaiFarangWoi
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stupidbastardinutah
What the hell is with all the onion cutting going on in here?!
Righteousdew
You're crying because it's an emotional moment, not because of onions. Jokes like this perpetuate the idea that crying is something to be ashamed of.
dieselfury
Dang dude, I bet you're fun to be around
Righteousdew
And I bet you're an "alpha male" bro who makes fun of men who show emotion. I will proudly continue to try to disrupt peoples' ideas of toxic masculinity.
dieselfury
Not even close, but what I do understand is that jokes about vulnerability and human experience aren't toxic, but turning everything into an issue is. If people need to cry, cry. It's human. Normal. If you want to joke about getting caught off guard by a meme video and tearing up, joke. Grow up dude.
Righteousdew
You clearly don't understand what toxic means, so there's no point in trying to explain anything to you.
Whitebeardthepirate
I dunno, but i'm just crying for the loss of a pet, without shame of admitting it.
Righteousdew
Hell yeah. I know they're jokes, but jokes like that perpetuate the idea of crying being shameful and something to hide, even if that's not the intention.
hipifreq
You gotta cut that out, it's wafting all the way to my place
Yasashii93
PSA: be there with your pet when they do the injection and they pass away. As hard as it is to witness, thatâs when theyâll need your support the most. I definitely wouldnât want to be locked up in a room with a stranger when I die.
Be ready to witness some traumatizing stuff. Some donât die peacefully. They could shake violently, vomit or soil themselves.
Also: beware of shitty vets. Mine insisted that I wait outside and I had to repeat several times that there is no way in hell.
Gwenx
When you get pets you know they will die before you, and so thats part of the deal.
I will a 100 times rather see my pet get injected, then having it go in a bad way..
We just got a puppy, her brother... ate a nikotine pouch on his walk and died immidiatly, they hadnt even had him for more then 2 weeks đ
I cannot imagine the pain of loosing a dog like that.
I would a 100% rater see them grow old ahve hold their paws while they get injected đ„ș
LeifHietala
I was there for Tardy. It broke me.
theoriginalgiga
I was there for Duke, a Nebelung who was 18. He was a spitfire and a cuddle tease (super fluffy, never wanted to be held). On the day he passed he ate a pound of smoked salmon, sleep in the sun on a warm day. And on our way to the vet, for one last time he pissed all over my back seat. That little asshole, I still miss him. I don't miss him peeing on everything lol.
nalmeth
My vet came to my house to do it for my old girl kitty. I grew up with her. It broke me to go through it, but I couldn't let her be alone at the end.
hipifreq
Our vet came to the house. She's awesome and sat with us for an hour, talking to us and him and slowly doing her thing. It was really sweet and I'm grateful for those last few hours sitting with him, head on my lap, right to the very end.
MadamPuddifoot
My vet cried when she put down my Teyo. I was singing "you are my sunshine" to him. They had also given him a piece of chocolate cake before the procedure "cuz every dog deserves chocolate once in their life". I held him in my lap as he gently went.
iamahorriblemonsterwhodeservesdeath
I had the vet come to my place on the assumption it would be the best way to go. Had it worked as intended, it would have been. But I told her that he hated shots, and we needed to wrap him in a towel like a burrito, and she was all "no, I can do this so fast he'll never notice", as soon as she started to depress the plunger he jerked away and yowled, so she refused to do anything further until the paralytic started to kick in. He staggered around for 20 minutes. It was hell.
iamahorriblemonsterwhodeservesdeath
I still haven't entirely forgiven myself for him having to suffer that agony and confusion at the end. I can't see myself ever getting another pet.
williamfny
We had 2 cats (both 18) pass away around 10 months apart. First one we took in to be put down because we knew it was time. That little void would have lived forever for his mommy if he could have. She held him tight and kept him calm. The other we scheduled when we knew it was time but it looks like he passed in his sleep. We have 2 more and I can promise you they are 2 of the most spoiled cats that have ever lived.
ColBiff
Was there. Extremely hard. That was 5 years ago and I am crying. Rescued a beautiful dog later. She's so sweet.
DecapodianSaysWoopWoopWoopWoop
My vet first put the cat under deep anesthesia, and only the second injection was lethal. I wasn't present for the second injection; the cat was no longer conscious anyway.
scruffywasmydog
I was in the room with my 15yo Bichon, Scruffy (my username reference). I smiled at him while they did the injections. I told him how much I loved him and that I would always love him. And only after his heart stopped beating did I completely break down. I would not let him see me in duress. I wanted him to know that I was there for him till the very end and I didn't want his last moments to be worrying about why I was upset. He was the best dog...
locksmith9
Our vet warned us that the dog might twitch, or jerk, or otherwise have unexpected movements. Still glad I was there with him, petting him. And what I actually remember about him is how he'd walk backwards, or how he could actually catch his own tail, but then would end up with a mouthful of fur stuck between his teeth that he needed help with. Like a total doofus.
KiwiGameDev
As far as Iâm concerned, itâs practically the contract. You get a pet, you agree to be with them in their life and to be there with them in their final moment. Youâre their entire world, they deserve to see it at the very end.
evilgriff
My vet came to my living room and put Chuck to sleep while we held him. I didnât deserve him. Now I try to earn his love every day and honor his memory raising another rescue. Miss him so much.
capmodel
This is the way(s). Thank you for being excellent.
IrrelevantHandle
I did this with my cat. She was a shelter rescue and was returned several times. Every time we went to the vet I think she was afraid of being left again so the idea of putting her down there was too awful. I only had her for 3 years, but I like to imagine they were really happy years.
Freak0zoid
You seem like good people
MoreOfABrewerReally
I did this as well. Would have never done it any other way. Miss you, Chancey Dog! Always will.
bourbonandbaddecisions
And if you have other pets let them visit afterwards so they know what happened to their furry sibling. Animals understand death and they will frantically search for their furry sibling if they donât get to say goodbye.
turkletoon
I wish I had thought of this when our last went. Everything else was perfect, but I didnât think to let her siblings say goodbye.
bourbonandbaddecisions
My folks did rescues for years. I learned this from them.
PackratMagpie
Our vet recommended the sibling be there for the whole thing. She got to understand why her brother wasn't around and he had his sister with him. He didn't really like to ever be separated from her though so it might be different in other cases.
Snooj
Both of my GSDs passed away in my arms. One was just about a week ago. Still recovering from it. Haven't mentioned it on Imgur until now but this seems like a good time. I have no regrets, we spent a lot of time together and she was loved more than she knew. But damn, I'd pay anything to have another week. I'd give my house away to spend time with her as I never got to know her, the dog that spent six years in a puppy mill before she came to us. She was the sweetest girl.
DontYouHateWhenAllUsernamesAreAlreadyTaken
Done it twice now. Fell over afterwards both times and wept in an alley. Wouldn't change a thing.
shitheadtookmyname
I held my rabbit when he was sick, then I went to sleep thinking he was on the mend. Woke up and he was stiff as a board. I picked up my whole ass desk and threw it then collapsed and sobbed while my 3yo looked on, then she came over and hugged me until I managed to get her in my car and to school.
secondgoaround
In November it will be a year since we put our good girl down. I never ever want to have to do that again. But no way will they be alone if I ever have to. Iâd rather they just pass on in their sleep at home in their bed.
DontYouHateWhenAllUsernamesAreAlreadyTaken
Terry P said it well: "We are as gods to beasts of the field. We order the time of their birth and the time of their death. Between times, we have a duty.
DontYouHateWhenAllUsernamesAreAlreadyTaken
Our rule is, as long as they can poop, walk, and eat, they live.
gruntabulousbeans
My wife's cat could still do it all but he was miserable doing so. His liver was failing, so we couldn't fix his teeth without killing him. He ate enough to survive. His arthritis made all movement painful. He was headstrong but he didn't deserve to keep living in that much agony. The first shot sent him to sleep forever. I'll miss him forever.