We had to put my dog to sleep this morning and it was one of the worst things I have ever experienced. My family has always had dogs and I have seen several come and go, but this was MY first dog since I've been out on my own. His name was Murphy and he was a black lab and a great dog. He has been with my wife, my children, and me for a little over ten years. A few years ago we found out he had cancer and he had to have surgery to remove a kidney and had to have radiation treatments. We saved his life and gave him a few extra years. However, the past few weeks he stopped eating and lost a lot of weight. When we took him to the vet our worst fears were realized...his other kidney had failed. I have never been so close to death. I have had uncles, aunts, grandparents die and it was hard...call me crazy but this was harder. People without dogs won't understand, but this was a house dog that was part of my family for a long time. I sat there and held his head as the vet injected him and I watched his eyes close and his body fall limp....I will never forget it. I have never seen something that I love die right in front of me. When we got home I dug a grave in the woods behind my house and carried his lifeless body to his final resting place. It was such a strange feeling holding him...I kept expecting him to move because it's how I'm use to him being...but of course he just laid limp. I have two other dogs and I am dreading having to repeat this.
RIP Murphy. You were a great dog and we love you.