We had to put our Lucky dog to sleep last week. She was 13 years old, diagnosed with kidney failure 2 years ago, had arthritis in her hips, cataracts, and getting hard of hearing. She was a black lab mix. I work night shift and she always greeted me at the door, then waited until I was ready for bed, and she laid right beside me. One morning, she got up and was her usual self but a few hours later, she was not acting like herself, constantly pacing, would not lie down, and I picked her up and put her on the couch, she moaned a bit then jumped off the couch kept pacing. I frantically called my husband home from work. I was afraid she was looking for a place to die. Her hind legs sometimes would give out on her, but this day all four legs would give out, she could get up, went to the basement door but we closed it because as she was walking she was leaning and falling to one side and we didn't want her to fall down steps. She would hardly raise her head and for a few days hardly ate or drank much. She finally found solace in the bathroom laying against the bathtub which is where she would lay off and on. We made the heart-breaking decision to put her to sleep. We called our vet whose office was closed that day, so we found another nearby vet who agreed to put her to sleep. We just couldn't wait until the next day for our own vet, as we couldn't watch her lie like that all night, but she might have even died through the night. As it was, she died peacefully with my husband and I with her and I kept talking to her. We miss her with all of both of our hearts.