I'm new to the site, joined a few days ago because my GSD was having leg issues. Couldn't get up unless someone picked him up, wasn't making it outside to toilet so would have accidents over himself.
Anyway, took him to vets 2 days ago, the vet examined him and said his back had gone, could do X-rays but he said it wouldn't change anything, my poor dog wouldn't get better and kindest thing would be to put him to sleep.
Safe to say I half expected it not to be good, was just shocked at how quickly his problems developed, a week ago he was running around my garden! Just seemed so unfairly sudden.
Anyway, my dad, brother and me agreed we needed to do what was best for our much loved pet, and agreed he deserved to go with some dignity still in place, I regret I didn't stay to see him go, when the vet came back with the stuff I found it to much and had to go, didn't want him to see me in such a state, my dad and brother stayed, some comfort was they said it was very quick for him.
I'm still heartbroken and guess I will be for some time, our other dog doesn't seem the same either.
I had 12 wonderful years with him, he brought us all so much happiness and the memories are never ending, just hope he understood we only did what we thought would be best for him.
Miss him more everyday.
RIP Major, my gorgeous gorgeous boy.