Had to say goodbye to my pup Boo. 2012-2025

We had to let our sweet boo go at 1 pm (ish) on December 31, 2025. She genuinely was a sister to me and the house is eerie without her.

My family got boo when we first moved when she was a few months old from someone in the neighborhood who just didnt want her. We have a lot of rescue animals. We got her when i was around 9, im 22 now. She was there for so many huge moments.

Its comforting to have the same expectations. She always is on the recliner, she would reach her paw out to get your attention, you pet her. You come home, she gets all excited and barks, she did that until the end. Youre in the kitchen? She barks for a treat. The house is so quiet without her and i have begun to dread coming home from the store/work because i dont get the routine of being sang at by her. In the mornings, i let her out solo first because the others dogs barrel down the stairs while she takes it easy. I miss her shitting on the driveway. I miss asking if she got her meds. I miss lifting her onto her chair and giving her a kiss.

She had a really rough year in 2025. Multiple vet visits, overnight stays, surgeries. Cancer lump removed on her stomach, cancer essentially exploded her toenail bed which got infected and had to be removed (had another complication after) was losing power in her back legs, lost her appetite slowly until it was drastic.

On December 31, 2025, my parents got my me and my brother up at a little before 8 am saying she wasnt doing well. She was breathing weird; had eaten 10 chicken nuggets, a can of cat food, and some cheese over the past.. 3? Days. She had a sweet smell to her. She would get up and try to walk but go in circles and fall over. We called the vet, who we have gone to for 10 years, and explained she wasnt doing well and needed a final appointment for 2. We ended up getting there at 12 because she just got worse.

The vet we go to are very very nice and we have not had an issue with them. They let us come in thru a non main entrance and went to the actual room and they put a sweet blanket on the floor. I was carrying her in and seeing how they added a comfort item just was so sweet. Boo had kept trying to walk around but was still falling so we had tried to keep her stationary. I laid on the floor with her until they had to take her. When they administered the sedative, boo had peed but i honestly was grateful to just have her specific piss on my pants because i was in the process of actively losing her. When my parents told me that we needed to let them take her out of the room i just lost it at the sight of her getting carried away.

We have lost so many animals. It never gets any easier and each time is the worst. I would not have waited any longer to put her down but fuck i would do anything to have take her to go potty at 3 am.