Had to put my 16 yr old best buddy dog to sleep today. :(

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I am so so down today... We are moving in a couple of weeks and my best human friend (hubby) is all ready in Philly and has been for 4months. Good news is he's coming here in 10 days to bring us all together in PA. Looking forward to living there. Bad news is I had to put my old soul mate to sleep this morning. My aspie daughter is spending a few days with her birth dad as he's in town for a few days to see her. W live on a farm and I have stayed very busy out doors working and doing lots of physical work and now that it is evening, I am really feeling it... I miss him. He was such a good dog and used to follow me around everywhere... Other than my hubby and children, I miss him more than I would any other humans.

He went everywhere with us... Often I forgot he was a dog and attempted to take him into businesses with me. Some allow but some asked if he was a therapeutic dog and I would reply , "he's Joe!". I had a hard time understanding their rules to not allow well trained dogs into businesses that didn't serve food and just had random stuff. Oh well. Thanks for letting me talk this out...

sorry for your loss.

My dog dies earlier this year. We'd had him for my entire life, he was a part of my family before I was! I loved him so much. I remember having to be there when my mom told my brothers and sister and we all sat around him, crying, and talked about how good he was. I didn't understand the logic of that, dragging a dead thing unto the hall and covering him with a sheet so we could still be near him. He was already gone. Could somebody please help explain that part to me? It made my family upset when I asked. I had my first few sips of cheap champagne next to that dead dog.
RIP: Joe and Roy
sorry you had to join the club.

Sorry you had to go through that. He sounds to have lived a good life though, that's what matters the most, that he was happy for the time he was here. I remember my cat passing away about a year ago, it was one of the few times I've cried in the past ten years. I still miss her, but these things happen, to them and to us. We're all going to die. Best thing to do is enjoy life as long as you got it. It sounds like you did your job for them, and made them a happy dog until their days were over.

I am also sorry for your loss.

Sincerest condolences, Mimsie. I had a Black Cocker I acquired on Valentine's Day, 1981, who was like my child for 12 years and finally had to be euthanized after her second bout with cancer. There are few more heartbreaking losses one can endure. That was in 1993 and I still can't bring myself to adopt a new one because I can't bear the thought of going through that again.

Thanks everybody.... Yeah, LAlien, I remember when my grandpa died and I was a child and everybody was crying except me and my brothers said I didn't love him because I didn't cry... I mean, I don't think I will cry when my parents die... I don't know if I will cry if my children die before I do but I hope they don't because that is not the object of nature.... The old ones are suppose to die first. I have chatted with my daughter who is also an aspie regarding this topic and she and I are so good with the topic. I think we, as aspies get close to only just a few people and our animals. There is a better understanding of life and death. I remember the look on my mother's face when I stated that I would understand if my daughter died... At the time she was having very bad health problems and was in her mid teens. She has since survived most all the health issues and should be fine. But my mother had a look of total shock on her face. NTs have such a hard time with death. Look at all the other words and phrases they exchange for dead: passed away, passed on, not with us anymore, ugh. It goes on and on. I find the other phrases and such uncomfortable and yet stating the obvious that one is dead upsets people.

Mimsie I cried, but I understood, long before anybody else, that he was going to die! I think that is because other people were all alive when he came and didn't sense the amount of time that had passed. I understand about death, it makes me scared because I like those people. I am mostly close with the oldest person in my family (my paternal grandfather) and I know it will be very hard for me when he dies, but he can't live forever! We are much more logical about it. Death makes room for new life! It would be awfully crowded if everyone lived forever! People always tell me I don't react "appropriately" to the situation, emotionally. I am absolutely fine with myself dying, I will just be gone so it wont even matter to me! I am not ok with others dying, for purely (and most NTs do not recognize this) selfish reasons!

sorry for your loss. Though in a way part of him will live on in the hearts of the people who cared about him.

Sorry about the loss of your buddy,it's never easy,even when you know that they are old and ready to go.

Just so sorry - dogs are so special and yours was a star. So hard to lose a dog-friend...... Take care, Mimsie.

Losing our four-legged companions sucks.

They are just so much cooler than humans sometimes.

My dad never did get all the way over the big brown hound dog that slipped her chain during deer season. That was, like, 15 years before he died. One of my cousins-- who never knew, or even knew of, the dog-- said about a year after Daddy was gone she had an incredibly vivid dream about him playing in a field with a toddler and a brown hound dog. I firmly believe that the toddler was the baby I lost right after he died, and the dog was his beloved mutt, and that dream wasn't a dream at all.

That's how strong attachments to "pets" can be.

I do believe you will find each other out there somewhere again some day.

I found my hubby's 21-year-old cat dead a couple weeks ago. I knew it was coming and hoped not to have to tell Hubby that it was time to put the cat down (I would have to be the one to make that call; he's awfully emotional). I had done my grieving last winter when I realized Kitty couldn't get around well any more and really didn't expect him to see spring.

It was still awfully hard to wrap the old guy up in a towel, put him in a box, carry him down the back yard, and figure out how to tell Hubby that the old guy was gone. I broke up crying when I had to tell him; it's been almost a month and he's still not OK enough with losing the cat to even think about heading for the shelter to look for a new one.

And this is an emotionally balanced, perfectly normal, totally controlled and mentally "healthy" adult NT with a good experience of society and lots of bepedial friends.

It's a lot harder when your experience of the world is that the quadrupeds treat you better.

So sorry for your loss. Joe had a wonderful life with a human who truly appreciated him. That's not much consolation to you right now, but it gets better.

Dogs are the best. He had a good and full life with such a close companion. I know it hurts. Time, and perhaps a new dog, will ease the saddness in time. If you don't think you can love a new dog as much as the old, you may be surprized. The new one eventually (it takes a little time) gives your brain a kind of mental reset. Consider a rescue as well as puppy. You can skip the destructive side of puppyhood as a plus and you will be making a lonely dog happy. I have two. I would have more except that seems to be the limit as to what I can manage and give ample attention to.

I'm sorry