I feel like I need to talk about this, so I'll try to explain the best I can within the word count. My dog, Jake, has been very ill for over a year now. He had arthritis in his paws, he was taking painkillers every single day. In recent months, he was showing signs on dementia. It was difficult to watch him suffer, so today my dad took him to the vet and had him put down. I came home from work tonight and he sat me down and explained what happened and why he did it.
Jake has been in my life for as long as I can remember. We got him from a shelter, we took him on walks in the local park and grew up with him. He was an amazing dog who had a good life. I just wish I had a chance to say goodbye. I feel some comfort knowing that he passed away peacefully and he's no longer in any pain.
Sorry for such a sad read. I needed to get it off my chest. I've never lost a dog like this before, he was the first one we ever owned. I'll never forget him for as long as I live ❤️ I hope he's in a better place now.