Our poor old grandpa Koda dog is no longer with us. He has been having problems with his back legs for a few years now and it had just gotten so bad that they kept failing him. He fell off the porch a few weeks ago and even fell down some stairs at Margie's house.
We had taken him to the vet in January when he started whining in pain when he would go to lay down. We really thought the vet would say that it's time, but he gave us doggy pain meds and said he still had time.
We are grateful that we had four more months with Koda, but at the same time we had to see him go downhill and struggle to do the things he loves. Even going poop was getting hard for him and he would end up getting it stuck on his back side.
Tony and I took him back to the vet and it was a new guy. He came in and told us that we know our dog better than anyone else and if we feel like it's time, then he would write the note to say it's time.
Tony then called the Spay and Neuter place that also puts down dogs and made an appointment to put Koda down later that day.
When it was time, we all piled in the car and went to the Spay and Neuter place. They put us in a nice peaceful room and said we could have as long as we wanted. When we were ready then they would take Koda and put in an IV and then they would bring him back in the room with us.
That is exactly what happened. We all loved on Koda and let him smell all around the room before we pushed the button and let them know we were ready.
They took him back and brought him back to us a few minutes later. He then had line in his leg. We said we were ready for the vet to come in and get the process started.
They told us exactly what they were going to do. First would give him meds that would make him fall asleep and then they would give him the meds that would stop him heart. They reassured us that he wouldn't feel any pain. No stinging or pinching.
After they gave him the first meds he quickly fell down and went to sleep. She then gave him the second meds and checked his heart. He was gone. It was sad, it was hard, but we all knew that he was no longer in pain. Tears were shed, love was felt, and major deep appreciation for the dog that was so good to us for almost 15 years.
We didn't want to keep his ashes, but we did choose to get a mirrored tile of his paw print. He was a great dog, perfect for our family.
It is hard not having him here anymore. It's hard not to see his water and food dish by the garbage can. It's sad not to have him welcome us home at the gate or back porch. People ask if we will get another dog, the answer is no. Not for a while. That phase of our life is over for now. But maybe in the future we will start that adventure again.