Today my sister and I had to have my moms doggie Buddy PTS. He was about 14 years old not sure cause he was a shelter rescue. He's been going downhill for awhile. Dementia and incontinence, deaf and partial blindness. For the past 2 nights he would fall and couldn't get up. My 81 yro mom had me and sis take him to the bridge. We are all devastated. He had a good life. And I do believe in ending suffering but I still feel like I played God. His big brown eyes staring at me as he went through it was a relief and a curse. God bless Buddy. Run free at the rainbow bridge. No more pain or suffering. I love you Buddy.
