Told my 10 y/o we are putting down the family dog

The title is self explanatory. Our 1 1/2 year old Aussie lab mix became suddenly ill a week ago and the vet told us the inevitably bad news then. We told our son his diagnosis wasn’t good and that we were expected to make a decision as soon as there were signs of discomfort and distress coming from our pup.Yesterday was the day we started seeing the first signs. So we called up my sister-in-law and she took our other dog with her camping so we could give our pup our love and attention. We get him all out access to a muddy park field, gave him a good bath at home, gave him steak, and we took him for a walk. It was a heart wrenching walk back home before the vet as my son ask, “Do me really have to do this?”It. Broke. Me. Our dog looked and acted okay for the most part but multiple scans and tests proved us otherwise. Telling my son this was so hard because I too had a hard time coming to terms with this.No one tells you watching your kids heart get broken is the worst pain you’ll endure. It’s absolutely gut wrenching to watching him sob in the back seat with his hand reaching behind comforting our dog. You know, he was a trooper, he stayed with him until the end. We all said our goodbyes and made sure he knew we were all there loving him till his last breath.Our trip home was somber and quiet. I held his hand and we listened to sad music until we just couldn’t cry anymore. Parenting is hard my fellow tiny human makers. Parenting is hard. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2NCZMie