Oh my word. We’ve not had any more dogs since Diesel had to be put down. He had some form of bowel cancer, was struggling to pass solids and lost his appetite entirely.
I took him on his last ever walk, to the vets from our house, took about half an hour, my wife chose to stay at home and look after the children.
Diesel seemed suddenly quite energetic but not his usual self, he kept stopping, looking back at me with doleful eyes. I’m convinced he knew and upon reaching the vets, he didn’t particularly hesitate, despite normally hating the place.
The Vet was very gentle, offered me a drink, some tissues, gently took Diesel through to a side room and handed me his lead and collar. I was overwhelmed, took a seat and the vets colleague comforted me, spoke gently and assured me it would be quick. He’d suffer no more.
I can remember the walk home more than anything. We had lost someone that day.
I really feel for anyone when they go through a similar thing.
That's a powerful thread. Cheers
Losing Jessie my Border Collie buddy hit me incredibly hard, still think about her almost daily even years later.
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