I'm so heartbroken about my spaniel, he is only seven but is really quite poorly. He had pancreatitis 2 years ago, and it's made him diabetic. This is ok, we have been copIng with the daily injections and strict diet etc, but he has never really stabilised.
He is 100% blind now due to cataracts, he is painfully thin, can see his ribs when he breathes. He spends all his days asleep under the kitchen table, and can't even enjoy a walk because he can't see where he's going.
I feel so sorry for him, he's a shell of the happy waggy dog he was, and to top it off, he went for my husband when he injected him yesterday.
I'm thinking he's reached the end if the road if I'm honest, but I can't imagine living without him.
How do you live with yourself for making this kind of decision?