Tomorrow I put my dog to sleep. My husband and I decided that it is the day. I keep thinking there just might be something more I can do. He paces all night panting, can't seem to get comfortable, when I take him to do his business outside he can only sand a few minutes and he falls down. The winter took a toll on him. We have stairs that lead to every entrance to the house and when he attempts to come back inside he is unable to do so. I end up having to help him up the stairs but if I touch his bottom he's in obvious pain. The thing is, when he finally warms up in the house he will grab his favorite toy and squeak it a few times and will put it on my lap so he still has the desire to play but it never lasts long. His bone is fractured from an accident when he was a little guy. This is just breaking my heart.