I lost my almost 15 year old Standard Poodle, Lizzy, on Saturday. I had to have her put down because she seemed to have a stroke or another nasty round of vestibular disease. Carried her (55 lbs) in and out of the house for 3 weeks and brought her water and food as she could no longer stand up straight. We finally decided this was not going to get better and buried her in the rain on Saturday. Today I lost my 10 year old toy poodle, Lucy. She was a beautiful picture perfect poodle. She was a seizure dog (since age of 1) and I took her to the vet for more phenobarbitrol. There were many other issues creeping up with her and the expenses were climbing so I made a spur of the moment decision and just had her put down. I am so wracked with guilt right now! Lucy trusted me and spent 10 years on my lap and always with me. I hope I did the right thing. I feel so bad and guilty for doing it that I'm having a stiff drink right now. I feel like such a terrible person. Poor little dog! I don't think I will ever own dogs again when my others are all gone, the vet is so expensive and the grief is just miserable! I have to go out and bury Lucy now - this really sucks!!!