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Thanks all. it was a rough afternoon; I picked up the little one from school and officially shared the news that we had a date and time. She took it really hard; so hard that she didn't want to finish her ice cream. Felt like my heart broken in a million pieces just telling her. What's so tough to explain to an 8 year old is that "being alive" and "living" are two different things. Trying to explain that AB isn't herself and going through some stuff was tough, but I think I got through to her.
As the adult making the decision to do this now, the second guessing is the worst part. For any of you who have had a relative with dementia, I liken this decision and situation much the same. The lucid days give you so much hope, but you have to view them through an objective lens. Are the lucid (or energetic days for a pup) the norm or the exception? But damn, those good days really make you wonder.
Appreciate all your kind words. There is no way to make this easier, and its never not going to hurt or make me sad to think about... but just like being a parent, being a dog dad you have to put the pet's needs first.
As the adult making the decision to do this now, the second guessing is the worst part. For any of you who have had a relative with dementia, I liken this decision and situation much the same. The lucid days give you so much hope, but you have to view them through an objective lens. Are the lucid (or energetic days for a pup) the norm or the exception? But damn, those good days really make you wonder.
Appreciate all your kind words. There is no way to make this easier, and its never not going to hurt or make me sad to think about... but just like being a parent, being a dog dad you have to put the pet's needs first.