Have name changed for this as it identifies me...
Our lovely old shaggy Otterhound was pts this afternoon at the grand old age of 16. I can't believe he's gone 
He's had all sorts of hip and back problems all his life and he was struggling to get up and stay standing and going to the loo was getting quite precarious. He was still perky but his quality of life was just reducing by the day and I couldn't bear to watch him disappear in front of my eyes. The vet was lovely (got to see our own vet who had a soft spot for doggle) She couldn't believe how little muscle tone he had left in his hind legs and agreed the time was right. He slipped ever so quietly away eating a handful of biscuits.
The house is too quiet and there are so many reminders everywhere of him. I won't want to hoover as his fur is everywhere 
He had a lovely walk in the woods this morning and loads of treats and cuddles. But I just miss him and his doggy smell.
Don't know why I'm posting, just wanted people to know about him I guess.