I love my dog so much, what thought when my mother said “it would be obliged to put him down” , but something happened, at just the right time. First things first, I have this dog named Bailey, he is a Shih Tzu/ Yorkie/Chihuahua mix, our little man is 14 years couple weeks ago, he would barely eat, yet alone move period. 2 weeks ago, my mother sat me down and basically told me she think’s it’s time to terminate his suffering. About a week ago, my parents and I set off to the vet, to make the suffering subside for my loved one, although for some reason he seemed absolutely energetic, all the while, waiting for the veterinarian, which was a blessing in disguise While my mom was sorrowing, my dad and me held our tears down, while playing
