I think our fella will have to walk the green mile fairly soon, been medicating congestive heart failure for a couple of years now but he’s fairly fucked with it now.
There’s an inevitable trip to @Juhniallio’s “Teach a Mhadra” when I instigate this conversation too
Oh you will be the world’s worst for even contemplating it but at the end of the day if the oul buck is in pain it’s the right thing to do.
On the other hand if the poor thing is comfortable let nature take its course and make the most of yer time with it.
Tough call
I wasn’t too far ahead of the curve on this as it turns out, he started getting a crackling in his lungs from the fluid leaking from his heart, and he was getting scattered and running around with the distress from it. Herself was on the same page and he had his final vet’s appointment this afternoon.
She had found him abandoned in Caherdavin fourteen years ago, and with a dodgy hip; so he did very well to move up in the world and retire to the North Clare Riviera. A right noble little fella.
Sorry to hear that. I could never really understand the upset when a dog died til we got a cat. An ungrateful, surly bastard of a thing, but if anything happened him the house would collapse. You did well marrying a girl who would bring home a stray abandoned dog. X
Not the greatest of days lad, parting with them can be a tough station.
I’m unable to explain the attachment one forms with them but it’s hard to bate a loyal oul’ dog.