Sep 042017

This is the sort of story that can only be met with an AAAAARRRRRRGH….

So, I’ve put a “read more” split here in case ya want to maintain that happy feeling and give this one a pass.

Still, if you want to prove your stone-heartedness, or you want to do the exact opposite, give it a read… and take a good look at the photos.

Officer Michael D'Aresta unfortunately has to make the toughest decision any K9 handler dreads making this evening at…

Posted by Middletown Police Department -Connecticut on Friday, September 1, 2017


I friggen DEFY you to look upon this and not react:

 Posted by at 10:32 pm
  • Herp McDerp

    Yup, they’re on our side. And they can become family.

  • allen

    been there. my dog winston made it to 18, which is old for a golden retriever. it was hard to do, but he was not doing well. I keep hoping I will see him again.

    (that’s him after one of his summer haircuts at 13)

  • Bruce

    I have a friend who put down his dog earlier this year. The dog was 16 years old and had a real
    bad case of arthritis to where the dog could no longer walk on his own. I know how it feels.

  • Garrai

    We lost our dog Rio, a Lab Sheppard mix, to bladder cancer. Made the vet appointment and dreaded the day. He got his favorite treat, vanilla ice cream, and he seemed to know it was the end of the line as we loaded him in the car for his last ride. Rio passed gracefully like the trooper he was, with no fuss or mess, and we held him and felt the beautiful soul we knew leave in his last moments.

    As we drove away from the vet, a tiny dust devil appeared aside our car, paused briefly in front, and then went on its way. Surely just a coincidence…

  • Knigh26

    I remember putting down my dog, hunter, after we as mauled by a pitbull that got into our yard. He was great dog and gave his life to protect our other dogs, thankfully the kids were inside when it happened, but I think he would have tried to protect them too.

  • Kelly Starks

    Had to put down a couple dogs when they got to sick. Hurts, and you find yourself still seeing them out of the corner of your eye, where your unconscious learned they always were.
    I suppose PETA or ANTIFA jerks will laugh at the idea folks care about their dogs and dong just oppress them. If we went out and beat them up we’ld feel better?

  • KellyFromMesquite

    It’s never easy to have them put to sleep, it’s worse than when you find them after they’ve died in their sleep, never complaining. Then it gets so lonely without them being with us. Always expect them to meet you at the door, tails wagging, giving you that goofy doggy smile. Hopefully, there is a heaven and the dogs will let us visit them there.

  • Unspoken Yellow

    My second dog was put down earlier this year. I wasn’t very emotional about it; however, it was none the less sad to see her go and my other dog grieved for a good month or two.

  • CaptainNed

    Every vet has it posted at the reception window. It seems so trite and maudlin until the day you know that you will bring your pet to the vet but not come home with him/her (screw you all PETA, pets are family). At that moment, it’s the most reassuring thing in the entire office.

    Yes, I am speaking of Rainbow Bridge. I’ve trodden my side far more times than I wish to remember for now, yet I have a sizable contingent awaiting me.

    • publiusr

      Speaking about PETA–my guess is that the best vets are hunters used to the sight of blood. Some good-hearted girl would likely go non-functional.

      Loving animals isn’t enough. You have to be tough.

      I know I’m not. I can’t drive past an animal hospital without this image springing into my head.

      A station wagon pulls up. The mother is in the passenger seat–head in her hands. The father jumps out, followed by very young children. He holds something small in a blanket–that has a red spot that is growing.

      The vet has to open up that blanket as the children say–save my kitty–and sees something horrific..

      A hunter may very well save the life of that per–where a lot of us would leave the room.