the most painful goodbye

A dear friend of mine is losing his beloved dog today. I won't link to his blog, because I think he's not ready to be public yet. I just wanted to acknowledge it in case he checks in today.

The dog has terminal cancer, and my friend is doing the most difficult, most loving and most responsible thing, in not allowing his best friend to suffer. As I always say, it's the only bad part of sharing your life with an animal. But it's a really bad part.

Allan and I are both thinking about our friend and his wonderful dog.

Update: This is David, and his dog Noah, here. Note the name of the blog.


John said...

One of the worst moments of my life was when I walked into my vet's office with a dog, and walked out 20 minutes later with a leash and an empty collar. That was almost 20 years ago, and it still hurts.

L-girl said...

Oh John. I know.

We've done it three times, and it never gets any easier. The last time, I was blogging. The support I got here helped me a lot.

jj said...

My heart goes out to your friend. I've been through it 3 times, and it never gets any easier.

That's the only fault I find with dogs -- that they don't outlive us.

L-girl said...

JJ, you sound just like me.

Amy said...

I am so sorry to hear about your friend and his dog. I, too, have been there too many times, with dogs and with cats. My eyes fill with tears just remembering those days.

s1c said...

The only problem with pets is that they give so much love and loyalty as they become part of ones family and then we get to watch them age.

Not looking forward to the day that our dog passes on. 13 years Gambit has been part of our family and B-fly has basically grown up with him.