On this day we had to put our pure-bred chocolate Labrador, CJ or Cody Junior, to sleep. He was a 13-14 years old so he kinda hung in there. We will never be the same with him gone.
Poor guy had developed bone spurs throughout a good portion of his body, limiting his movement and strength in his back legs, but still remained somewhat active even up till July when he injured one of his front legs going down the stairs. In his last few weeks he had developed what we now know was diabetes, drinking constantly and urinating just as often. That combined with the continued weakening of his legs meant that his quality of life was so appallingly low that the only humane option was to put him to sleep.
I will never forget his last moments, at least I pray I don't. I hope that they are one of the few memories so starkly seared into my skull that I shall never forget, even when everything else blurs out and vanishes in the fullness of time. Staying with him as the vet injected, I cannot remember what, into his arm as he slowly died, the two of us holding and stroking him, making sure his last sight was us showering him with love. Then just staring at him with his open eyes as we continue to pet him, as if he was just resting his head against the table.
May you rest in peace CJ, no matter what, your family loves you now and forever. I hope we get to see you again one day.