Lost by best friend of almost 14 years.
My boy Luke was a three-legged lab who I've had since he was born. He lost his leg before he even made it to a year old. He was an escape artist and got hit by a car after he got out of the yard. After losing his front leg, I thought he would be slowed down. Boy, was I wrong he was just as fast and could still jump our fence. But a few years ago, age started to catch up to him, and he couldn't walk as far anymore and making old man noises but still happy as could be. Then, this past year, he couldn't walk without the help of a sling, and even then it was just to get outside, so we took him on wagon rides to see and smell all the things. Finally, the last few months, he couldn't really stand up and was having accidents all over himself. Even though mentally Luke was there. Physically, he was not and hurting. So we had to make the hardest decision to let him go. The vet came to our house so he would be comfortable( he hated the vets office). Hopefully, his last moments were happy eating peanutbutter with his family around him.
Love you buddy you're my boy