Originally Posted by koraley

Vegas passed away today, on my daughter's first birthday. Yesterday he was doing so great, better than he has in a week, and I thought that we would have a lot of time left with him, that he would defy the odds. Then today he looked terrible, he was shaking, he kept throwing up and wouldn't eat anything. Then at lunchtime blood started coming out of his nose. We took him to the vet, but by that time the blood had stopped and he looked happy again. They said that his lungs were filling and that he could be okay for a few days, or they could fill up tonight, and he might drown before we can get to the vets. They also said that he wasn't eating because his lymphs in his neck had gotten too swollen to swallow. That sounded horrible so we decided to put him to sleep. I keep replaying it in my mind, wondering if we made the right decision. The house seems so empty now, I miss him so much. My four year old is asking where Vegas is and I'm just so sad. I keep remembering how scared he looked at the vets, and I can't stop crying. I've never had to make this decision before, its the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Some people do not understand and say that he's just a dog, but he's so much more than that to me.