I'm making the decision to put my baby boy Anvil down next week.
He's 17 years old and has a hard time walking now. His hips are shifted and his pelvis is rotated from when he was ran over at 2 years old.
He's gotten me through everything and is my best friend. He's always been there for me no matter if I was sad or angry. He's been lost in the Arizona desert as a puppy, fallen into a pool and almost drown, been run over by a car, and started so many dog fights because he's supposed to be the boss.
He's gotten me through all the losses in my life and cushioned break ups and arguments. He's listened to me whenever I needed someone to do just that.
He's lived such a full and long life, but I just can't let him go with the grace that I need to. I will never be able to repay him for all that he's done and it's so hard to let him go now.
These next few days will be so hard knowing that they're his last. He won't go out with a bang because I was too selfish to see that he has been suffering with his hips for so long now.
I made the decision today because he couldn't get up to go to the bathroom by himself and he couldn't walk more that 3 steps without stumbling or falling. I'm terrible for letting him get to this condition, but hopefully he'll forgive me for my shortcomings with him.