My beautiful, intelligent, funny, bloody stubborn Border Collie has just bitten me, not enough to break the skin but enough for it to hurt. He's 15 years old, he's losing his sight and hearing, he has moments where he's absent, his organs are failing and takes Metacam everyday so he's comfortable. I've told him that it's time, he doesn't need to look after us anymore, his job is done, but the stubborn git won't leave us. But now he has given me no choice, he's dangerous and I can't let him live this life anymore. And it's breaking my heart, my DH is away ATM so I'm on my own wanting desperately for someone to hug me but I have to wait. Why can't he just go to sleep.
I'm back from a&e, thankfully nothing is broken, just bruised.
DH will now be back tomorrow, we have just spoken on the phone but he was reluctant to say anything about the dog, so I will make sure that we have a 1to 1 tomorrow about it, this is not something that can be put on hold, it's not fair on my dog and its not fair on the rest of the family.