DH and my bro are taking Jack and Whisk to the vet on Thursday morning. they'll bring both of them back here to be buried.
DH has started preparing to be buried. he has picked a place and started to build a garden bed around it. has chosen a rose to bury them under (double delight) - they will be buried only metres from their dad (Bundy), grandad (Max) and great grandad (Patch)
both boys are a wreck. DH spent time with Jack today while in the garden. and he's already told me i won't see him much after work tomorrow night. My bro is sitting on his deck with Whisk having a couple of beers. Thursday is going to be hard on both of them.
DH used to breed the dogs and kept the best workers and best natured dogs for himself. Jack and Whisk are the last of their bloodline....
Oh hun...I am so sorry...I know your dogs have been such a big part of your life...I think you are being very responsible and acting in the best interests of the dogs as well as all the 'humans' involved...it will be hard but you have given them 11/12 wonderful years...will be thinking of you...here if you need a shoulder to cry on xxx
I'm sorry to hear this BG, I wish you and your "boys" the strength to get through this. Enjoy the time you have with them.
Dogs have their own way off telling us its time - they have no sense of the future, just of the here and now, and they know when its getting too hard for their here and now.
the boys have just left. both feeling pretty ordinary. we stood out the front and again talked through why it was the "right" thing to do. none of us want to - but we have no choice in the matter. DH spent the last hour or so down the back with Jack. they're going in now to get Whisky and from there they are heading to the vet
my brother told his eldest DD (9) what happened the other day and that Whisk would have to be put down. he told the younger two (DS 7 and DD 5) this morning that she was going to the vet and may not come home. he explained what it meant for a dog to be put to sleep. they know Whisk hasn't been herself. she didn't eat for 8 days last week. all the kids got a chance to say goodbye to her, which was probably hard on them, but easier than coming home from school/kinder and being told it had happened (this happened to us as a kid)
not having a great morning - but it's happening so we have to suck it up. it's the fairest thing for the dogs and that is what's most important. our hearts hurting a while because we miss them is far better than them continuing to hurt physically.
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sorry to hear this, what a heartbreaking decision... But I understand where you are coming from. 
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