We had our much loved 14 yr old Lab PTS this afternoon. She had gone downhill since Christmas and yesterday morning it was a matter of when. My heart is broken, I don't think I have cried so much in years, it's like losing a member of the family. Older two DCs have cried all evening since vet came out and have finally gone to bed with very red eyes. Although it was, without doubt, the right decision to make, it was the hardest phone call I have ever made and sitting beside her with her head on my knee as she went was just heartbreaking. I'm trying to imagine her running around in doggy heaven - no more arthritis, no pain, youthful and back with a couple of old friends. It's tough, isn't it? 