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really sad to hear that.
When my last dog went, I called around and got a vet that would come to my house to do it. My dog was a 125 pound black lab named Sebastion, and he was the sweetest, gentlest soul, 14 years old....
We got him all tired out by playing with him all day, then we sat around (the cats came and sat near him too), with his head on my lap and we talked about stories of his life since he was a puppy.....then the vet quietly gave him the injection.... and the dog just quietly went away.
(whew)
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