Had a hard day today... I had to take my mom's Chocolate Lab (mine really... I got him in high school and wasn't allowed to bring him with me when I moved away!) to the vet today to be put down.
He was 12 1/2 years old, which is good for a lab. He was the best dog ever. In college I rescued two little kittens from a storm drain that washed away in a downpour, and when I took them to my mom's house Chip tried to nurse them and take care of them.
I forgot what it was like to have to make that call. We were all with him when he passed away, and I know we made the right choice as he could barely breathe and was just so tired. It's just never an easy thing to have to do, and definitely not the way I had pictured my night going... Thanks for letting me vent!