The vet says he has a cancerous lump and will not survive any intervention, and that he was a very different dog than even from two months ago and that it was time. He has dementia, tracheal stenosis, diabetes and cataracts, and coughs a lot, so it really is time, but my ex needed to hear it from the vet, who thankfully is always her forthright helpful compassionate self.
I know the internet hates pugs, but he was a stray I fostered and then adopted, and he had a wonderful hilarious personality, was cuddly as could be, and really did very well until the last year or so.
It is the right decision without question, but it’s never any easier no matter what experience you have with it. I will miss my puppy baby so much.
Honestly my ex was away for a week, and I didn’t want to ruin his vacation by telling him how bad things were so I just held fast, but I found myself wondering if I could just give him some sedatives myself and then tell my ex I had just found him passed away that morning, it was so bad. I just wanted to end his suffering so badly. Thankfully my ex saw the truth of things and agreed today but he just needed to have the vet tell him it was ok, I guess, which I do understand.
Poor puppy. He was such a great dog while he was healthy. I’m sorry about your dog. No matter how ready you are, you’re never ready really.