We had to put our dog, Guinness, to sleep on Tuesday, June 12, 2012.
She was 15 years and 3 months old. We got her from the Sacramento SPCA in 1997. Her paperwork said she was a Lab/Newfoundland mix. She had spinal disease and was deteriorating rapidly. Over the past three months or so she was having more bad days than good days. On Sunday she didn’t eat anything. Monday morning I woke up to find Rich cleaning up an accident she had in the kitchen. She didn’t eat that morning either. Tuesday morning at 1 a.m. I awoke to find her on the floor at the foot of our bed after having fallen down and peeing. She couldn’t get back up. We put her on her bed and she stayed there most of the night. Tuesday afternoon, Rich came home for lunch to check on her. She was in bad shape. She was panting heavily and couldn’t stand up very well. She wouldn’t eat even her favorite treats. I came home from work early and Rich came home shortly after me. We called a vet who performs euthanasia at home. She came over at 6 p.m. and Guinness passed away around 6:30 p.m. She was laying on her bed and went totally peacefully with Rich and I petting her until she was gone. Pets have such a huge impact on our lives. It’s hard to express how sad we are.