On top of the wonderful week we have had, my dane took a turn for the worse. He was limping and only got up to go outside when I insisted. Even as bad as he felt he was still trying to be my service dog. I sat on the floor to be close to him. He got upset. He stood up and insisted that he help me up. I put my hand on his back and put just a little weight on his. He thought he helped me one last time.
On the way to the vet he looked so happy. Car rides are his favorite thing in the world. He had the back seat to himself. He loved it. I think he must have used up all of his energy being excited about the ride. The vet came out to our car so my puppy didn't have to be scared going in. My puppy didn't even struggle.
It is done.
Now I can't stop crying. So much for being strong for Dragon and the kids.
Ps. no boxes got unpacked today.