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We all knew what this meant.

I took her home so my wife could say goodbye.

I spent the day, night and next morning carrying her around where she’d normally go herself.

With the Border Collie is was a hard but easy call. She had stopped eating and drinking, was getting lethargic, wasn’t herself.

But the Aussie was alert, hungry, showing all will to be a dog but was in a lot of pain.

Such a hard call.

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My wife said goodbye through tears and I loaded her into the car.

I’d left time to driver her around, something she loved to do.

I’m crying and praying for a sign I’m making the right call.

We get to the vet and I lift her out of the car.

She puts weight on the leg for the first time in 2 days and walks roughly but steadily into the vets office.

I’m standing there waiting for the vet to call us in.

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I finally looked at the ladies behind the desk and said:

Nope! Not doing it. Going home. She has too much life and will in her.

One of the ladies nodded as we vamoosed.

This morning, even before her pain meds, she walked almost “normally” out to go pee and poop.

She’s almost back to where she was.

I know it’s a matter of time but with my not doing stupid shit like letting a blind dog stumble out of cars who knows?

A fine line between mercy and murder……