My brother in law just had to have his 13 year old aussie, and best friend, PTS. She had a huge tumor in her abdomen. She underwent extensive surgery to remove it, but it was malignant and pervasive. She was a sweet, loving puppy. Here's an excerpt from his e-mail to us last night...
"It was so hard to see Sid looking up at me while she sat on the vet's blanket, looking like she could get up and run around. I was consumed by guilt, wanting to leave, but stayed to comfort her to the end. This is a dog, my companion for the last 13 years."
I know Sidney will have a bunch of buddies to run with where she is now. Rest well, Sid. You're missed.