Hello Everyone,
I just wanted to stop by to thank you all for your kindness when you posted your replies. I was worried I'd be lambasted for even considering putting Oliver to sleep for this reason and instead you all gave me caring and thoughtful answers and I really appreciate it. It's really helped me a lot.
I have agonized over this decision, but have decided to have Oliver put to sleep tomorrow at 4 pm. We have tried everything and nothing works. When I came home yesterday from a short trip to the doctor, his mouth and feet were bleeding from trying to escape the crate. He is losing weight daily from the constant "exercise" he is getting while we are gone and his hips and spine are sticking out some. I've tried putting him on a leash tied to my nightstand in my room so he can just lay in his bed while gone and he demolished my quilt on my bed and I also tried tying him to the backdoor so he could lay on the rug instead of being in the kennel. That time he tore a bag of pinecones off the fireplace and made a huge mess of that along with scratching the backdoor so bad it has to be replaced. (All this from a 15 year old 20 lb. dog.) That just shows you how bad it's gotten. And I'm also noticing he's not eating well and every day his anxiety, about where I am at any given time in the house, just gets worse and worse.
I was hoping that I would "know" it was time like some of you mentioned, but I don't think I will ever feel that. I am still grappling with the fact that I am taking a life and that is killing me. Hopefully I will be more at peace with the whole thing after tomorrow. We have a 23 acre farm and he will be buried there under a big holly tree. Anyway, sorry to ramble on. Thank you again for your support. I really do appreciate it.
Blessings,
Lisa
I just wanted to stop by to thank you all for your kindness when you posted your replies. I was worried I'd be lambasted for even considering putting Oliver to sleep for this reason and instead you all gave me caring and thoughtful answers and I really appreciate it. It's really helped me a lot.
I have agonized over this decision, but have decided to have Oliver put to sleep tomorrow at 4 pm. We have tried everything and nothing works. When I came home yesterday from a short trip to the doctor, his mouth and feet were bleeding from trying to escape the crate. He is losing weight daily from the constant "exercise" he is getting while we are gone and his hips and spine are sticking out some. I've tried putting him on a leash tied to my nightstand in my room so he can just lay in his bed while gone and he demolished my quilt on my bed and I also tried tying him to the backdoor so he could lay on the rug instead of being in the kennel. That time he tore a bag of pinecones off the fireplace and made a huge mess of that along with scratching the backdoor so bad it has to be replaced. (All this from a 15 year old 20 lb. dog.) That just shows you how bad it's gotten. And I'm also noticing he's not eating well and every day his anxiety, about where I am at any given time in the house, just gets worse and worse.
I was hoping that I would "know" it was time like some of you mentioned, but I don't think I will ever feel that. I am still grappling with the fact that I am taking a life and that is killing me. Hopefully I will be more at peace with the whole thing after tomorrow. We have a 23 acre farm and he will be buried there under a big holly tree. Anyway, sorry to ramble on. Thank you again for your support. I really do appreciate it.
Blessings,
Lisa