My 21 years old daughter and her 3 years old daughter live with us, when my granddaughter was born my daughter decided to get a dog for them, she rescued a 4 year Border Coli mix, very sweet and kind of a lazy dog. He was mistreated from his previous owners, would not go in my kitchen for anything, he had Arthritis. About a month ago he would be lazier than usual, my daughter took him to the vet they said that his arthritis was acting up, gave him some medicine and decided to put him on antibiotics for Lime disease to be on the safe side.
Well last Tuesday, I came home and found him on my entrance rug sitting there just waiting, so i took him out for a walk, my daughter came home around 8:30 pm from work, she took him out for another walk, went upstairs to get his medicine came back down, he look at her and took his last breath on her arms. It has been the hardest thing I have had to watch and go thru. She was totally devastated, I believe he was waiting for her to go. It is hard when they die, but to do it in your arms I think is even worse. She has been so sad.