Its only been a little over 3 months since Brad was PTS for liver cancer, he was 10 years old. I can't even look at pictures of him without crying. I had him since I was a kid. He was mainly my brother's dog for most of his life, but the past year before he died he spent a lot of time with me. It was really hard for my mom.
Zen passed away in May, and he passed away when he was a puppy. He was only 4 months old..and I had him a little over 2 months. I was miserable after he died...my friend asked me why I seemed more upset when he died, then when Brad died..and its probably due to his age. And maybe cause they passed within months of each other. I was grieving for both, and I still am.
Then when I was 9 (We got Brad soon after this happened), we lost 3 dogs in one month. Our toy poodle, who my mom had since before i was born, was killed by a husky mix we had found. My mom was devastated...For years she only had that one dog. I was upset too, but I don't remember him much nowadays. We thought it was an accident, so we didn't do anything with Heidi the husky mix. Then she killed another dog of ours (Emily, who was the poodle's daughter). And then we had to have her PTS. Even though she killed two of our dogs, it was still really hard for us. My mom had to have someone else drive us to our vets cause she was too upset. And we were crying and telling Heidi we were sorry..That was one of the hardest moments in my life. And then deciding to have Brad PTS so he didn't have to suffer was another hard moment, but we did it for him!
When my baby Harry dies...I don't know what I will do. Hes 12, going strong..very healthy, but I don't think I will be able to do anything for months afterwards. I have had him since i was 7, we got him a few months after my dad died. He is my baby, and always has been. He is my heart dog.