My lovely dogg Jazz wwas 15, she had been struggling for many months with her legs, but she had began to bleed internally and vomit and just wander around. On Thursday we made the decision to take her to the vets, one of the hardest decisions i have ever had to make.
Jazz peacefully fell to sleep at 6.30pm, with me cuddling her and stroking her ears, she gave no resistance and slipped away, it was heartbreaking, i was an absoloute mess and so was my dear husband. We picked her up when we bought our very first house, gave the keys to my mum and said "go in and wait we are going to get the dog so we can come in together". That was over 15 years ago.
She has been an amazing dog, both a loyal and great friend to both the kids and us.
I feel so very guilty for what i have done. On her last day i lay her on my bed and cuddled her and the kids kissed her goodbye, so utterly heartbreaking.
R.I.P. Our Jazz, Our chocolate lab.