Sky, a gorgeous German Shepherd x Border Collie was put to sleep. She was 12 years old. This morning started of as normal, having the boys ready for school, brushing teeth, changing bums, dressing them as well as serving bowls of cereal and making my morning brew. My husband comes in and tells me sky can hardly walk due to a a large lump in her groin. Being a very fluffy dog it would have been hard spot, she hates being groomed around there because she had bad hips so we could only take groom her back, face and chest.
I had to make the urgent call to the vets, I knew in my heart that she wouldn’t be coming home alive. I sobbed after I made the phone call, I made the call at 9am and the appointment was at 9:30. The vet confirmed our worst fears, a malignant tumour, there was nothing we could do and the kindest thing was euthanasia.
While we waited for the vet to prepare we fussed and cuddled her, hoping she wouldn’t pick up on the emotions in the room. Sky was sedated so she was calm and asleep throughout and I held her until she took her last breath. My heart shattered, the grief has all but consumed me.
The loss of a pet is difficult and making a decision to have your pet put to sleep is hard but it’s also the kindest thing to do. We didn’t want Sky to suffer, she went peacefully and painlessly. I know my grief will ease with time but no other dog will ever replace her. Sky was loyal, loving and was brilliant with my boys, she will be missed so much. My heart hurts knowing I won’t see her face in the morning.
Rest in peace little woman 💔 we love you.