So…one of our dogs had to be put down today…he was pretty old for a big dog, around ~12, and he was extremely sickly. The doctors thought he had a tumor going in his brain for a while, and today, he apparently had a seizure, and my mom just couldn’t take watching him suffer anymore and brought him to the doctor to end his misery.
I personally am not overly depressed about it, because he was old, and sick, and now he won’t have to suffer any more, but my mom was so attached to that dog, it wasn’t even funny. I’m worried for her.
Give your mom a big hug and make her a cup of tea and grieve quietly with her. There’s nothing really to be said and no real reason to say anything. Just be with her.
my dog had to be put down when i was six because she had lung cancer… i wasnt really sad though because she bit me a lot, but that was probably because i was little and didnt know what was wrong when playing with the dog…
