Just got back from the vet. I had to euthanize my old Chesapeake.
There was nothing left I could do for her, and she couldn't walk without support.
I held her in my arms till the end-she deserved no less, even though it so painful to me to watch her leave.
Goodbye, Lacey, my little girl, your ashes shall go with me, when my time comes.
Rest now, with Rusty, Gunner, Cocoa, and Bullet till you can once again sleep beside me.
Give your dog a hug-they are with us but a short time.