Well, recently my uncles dog of 12 years, a miniature doberman pinscher, who was always happy, energetic, and funloving, jumping around, suddenly was dragging himself around on his hind legs, in pain. Guessing he must have gotten out and had been hit or something to that effect, my uncle tried to do what he could, but he wasn't getting any better, and unfortunately surgery was way too expensive, so he was put to sleep the other day. My uncle had a really hard time, having to hold him so he'd be calm enough for them to give him his shot, so he died in his arms. Very emotional times. I did this in honor of him, a good dog, and family member, who's in a better place now.