Last week, I had the great misfortune to lose my precious pup, Dulcie. She’d just made it to her 15th birthday when the tumor in her mouth became so large, she couldn’t eat or drink. She lived an amazing life and I am so grateful to have had such a wonderful little doggie, but it was her time to go, so I had her put down.
This was my first experience euthanizing a pet. My family had dogs when I was a kid, but I was never there when they died — I was away at college, or I’d already moved out of the house. I was sad, of course, when these family pets departed us, and I had always imagined that saying goodbye to a beloved pet would be a very difficult, sad thing to experience.
Nothing prepared me for the raw emotion I felt when we arrived at the vet’s office. Continue reading