The vet will put him on a cold steel table, give him a hot shot and if you're lucky he'll go quickly, if you're not, he'll try to crawl to you. It will hurt so badly, you feel your heart will explode in your chest. Then, when the light goes dark in his e yes, you'll gather him up in your arms and hold him until you can bury him on the family's land.
You'll make a little grotto, place him in his grave, place a large stone upon it and leave him. You'll visit your family from time to time and remember that the best and most loving friend you ever had is just across the yard in the woods — you could hit his grave with a stone. You'll mourn and miss his curly little body being glued to your hip and not waiting for you at the door.
Then, in time, you'll find that the Good Lord saw your heart breaking and he had another little guy waiting for you when you were ready, and you'll fall in love again. You'll call your new best friend forever by your old best friend forever’s name, and he'll look up confused, but give you a kiss anyway and you'll have the best of all worlds — one waiting for you on the other side and one in your arms.
You can never have too many best friends who love you and would crawl over broken glass to get to you (or that treat that's just out of their reach in that jar). That's what you'll do.
I have called my vet and asked her if the time comes (notice the denial in the word “if)...when the time comes to help my beloved (almost 14 now) Lola, would she come to my home to help us send Lola to heaven?
without hesitation, she said, “yes.”
someone suggested I call my vet to ask. I am so glad I did.
would I have looked for another vet? It would be hard, but I would have. Our vet is wonderful!