I haven't yet, but I'll be damned if I'm not there for my family when their ready to part.

It suckd

I had a guinea pig I got when it was full grown. I took it everywhere with me and he had his own little basket Id carry him around in and Id talk to him all the time and was so happy everytime Id be around him. He was like my best friend I worried about him if I left him for even half a day (I was 24 at the time so its not like I was a child, I loved this guinea pig to death)

We lived in government housing and they would come to spray for bugs every few months. Id leave a sign on PITA's cage (Pain in the ass) that was his name lol. But anyway Id leave a large note saying "DO NOT SPRAY NEAR THIS CAGE" and I thought it would be enough. Well, less than 5 hours after they came in for a spray I noticed PITA was acting weird. Just laying on his side and shivvering. I knew they fucking sprayed his cage I just fucking knew it
I felt horriblle like it was all my fault.. I took him in for a bath and washed him probably 5 times in a row and I had to hold him up out of the water because he was just wanting to lay on his side. it was fucking heartbreaking Im crying right now thinking about it and this was over 7 years ago. I held him in my arms and petted and talked to him telling him I loved him and he looked at me and somehow we connected and I just felt that he knew I loved him and he loved me too

He passed while in my arms and I knew from the moment he died he gasped his last breath and was still. It was something from the movies I just screamed and cried so hard and I laid there in bed with him wrapped in the covers and just held him for an hour after he passed. It was the saddest moment of my life up to that point. I was completely devistated. I took him out the next day and buried him in my parents back yard and said goodbye to him. I love him to this day and I wish I had more time with him he was a great piggie...

:( its sad , but for my dog and for me necessity

My gf's a vet tech. I've had to be in the room a few times for pets, but only once for one of mine. If it's time to go, it's time to go. Deal with it by grieving in a healthy way, but don't dwell on it.

Only had to deal with 1 death about 14 years ago, a woman i knew found my cat on the side of the road when she came home from work.
I got really sad and i can't forget my other cat's reaction when he saw the dead body... he got so scared he froze then ran away as fast as he could.

Currently got a cat ive had since he was born, hes 7 years old now and an 8 months old kitten, both are Maine Coons

The 7 year old weigh 11 kg and the 8 months old kitten weigh about 7-8

Will burst in tears the day my 7 year old cat dies, hes so special and got a very strong personality, i am the only one who may carry him and people have to earn his trust

This post was edited by Kerzhakov on Dec 15 2012 03:43pm

Its been almost a year but i had a cat that was 17 and we had to put her down. But 3 months later my other cat (norweign forest cat and 10 years old) goes outside one night and i wake up to my sister crying. He got hit by a car. He was the king of the neighborhood and i will never forget him. We couldnt bury him and it was the longest walk to get rid of him. Will never forget that kitty. RIP SPooky

Cat's know when they're going to die.
They usually go to their favorite place for the final moments.



Daddy issues.

This post was edited by sank on Jan 5 2013 01:32am

I had that marley & me moment with my 15 year old mutt comet that I raised from a 2 month old puppy.

Hardest moment in my life. I didn't cry until I went to my parents house and looked at my mom, her lip quivered and she tried not to cry and failed and then I lost it.
We both sank to the kitchen floor and held each other for a half hour while we sobbed. My other dog bandit got in between us and yowled, he knew what was wrong, he sensed our discomfort when we were leaving.
He was frantic when we left with comet to go to the vet, my mom said he wouldn't stop running all over and when he heard the car pull up, he kind of put his tail between his leg and laid on the kitchen floor and whimpered.
What made it worse for me was comet was wagging his tail and licking my face and so happy on the way to the vets, but it had to be done.
He was in constant pain and could barely get up in the morning, had an ear hemotoma that wouldn't go away, ear infections and an eye infection that wouldn't clear up.
If it wasn't for bandit, I would've probably been lost. He made it a little easier.