When we took our pup in after her seizure, it was in the middle of the night. There was another couple there, about my kids' ages. They had a small dog with them.
We knew it was time for our Sami girl as we drove to the hospital. We knew we had borrowed time with her, for her cancer, when diagnosed, was way beyond what she let on. The vet that attended to us was so heartwarming and offered some hope. Let us know he could get her blood sugar back to regular levels (from the seizure they were off) but said she'd seize again eventually. I couldn't put her through that ever again. It was awful. It was awful for our other pup who woke us up because we didn't know. The vet was so kind and compassionate and looked defeated. We told him it was ok-this was the best thing. He said it was his 3rd one he had to let go of and was going to deliver devastating news to the young couple out there. My heart went out to him and his staff. We reassured him and thanked him for his attention. The next morning, with my heart so broken, I passed by a florist and felt the need to get some beautiful sunflowers. I had them wrapped and took them to the pet hospital for the doctor and his staff. I just felt the need to reassure him I knew how hard his job was and how much we appreciated him. What a tough and sucky job sometimes.
Aussie 14 1/2 yr old female Smarty pants and ruler of our home