We chose to follow Chance’s choice…he refused all food and water…even ice cubes. He just wanted to lay outside. We were very careful to keep a close watch on him and sit with him. He was telling us that it was time and it was up to us to help him along.
We came to the conclusion that it was hopeless and we wanted him to die as peacefully as possible. Thanks to a very understanding Vet that was possible…although he required a double dose of sedation…after the first dose we thought he was asleep but I moved toward the door and he woke up and lifted his head as if to say “Where are you going?” The Vet said “People dogs are very loyal and will fight the sedation to stay awake and keep track of their people.” The second dose had him pain free and in a deep sleep and then other drugs were administered and he just stopped breathing…peacefully and in no visible pain.
We brought him home and buried him in the grave that was dug several years ago (October of 2015). Far Guy dug it one day when Chance supervised…he was always a bit curious about that spot on the edge of the yard with the wooden cover…like he knew something…Border Collies are pretty smart. Far Guy was certain Chance would die in the winter and a grave would be impossible to dig…we had five gallon buckets of dirt stored in the woodshop.
No matter how hard it is as pet owners we always have to do what is best for our pets and not what is best for us.
We are crying rivers…not because of our choice or Chance’s choice. We miss the third member of our team…
Thank you for all the kind comments about Chance…he had many friends all over the world…if you are reading this then you were probably one of those wonderful people. Thank you for loving our dog!