I miss mine too — lost him February 8. And yes, I could tell what he was thinking by the look on his face.
My beautiful Golden Retriever was suffering from pancreatic cancer. The vet brought him in and asked him to lie down on a blanket, while we gathered around and petted him. The vet gave him his shot, and I watched all the care and pain vanish from his face as he relaxed. Even his fur relaxed and he just looked peaceful when he was gone.
I’m glad that I stayed for that (even though I didn’t want to) because I felt at peace too. He was such a good dog andgood friend. RIP, Max.
The same #10 response to Andy goes for you, too. Glad that you found peace.
Our experience was quite similar to yours. I’m glad that my friend is no longer suffering, but I miss him terribly. I look forward to seeing him again, someday.
been there, done that. Think my pal appreciated it, he seemed comforted
I held my Pekingese when we took him that last time. He was always scared of the vet and the metal table. He just went to sleep, peacefully, in my arms. I thought I couldn’t do it but I did and am so glad that I got to hold him.