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I too could not look into my boy's eyes but I knew it was time. He was not happy anymore, had a lot of tumors, one in his throat, and his right rear leg was completely wasted away from a recently torn ACL. He was almost 14 and I knew any operation would not be good. I carried him up and down the stairs from my bed and in the last week we both stayed on an inflatable matress in the living room so I could carry him out during the night to go to the bathroom. It is so very difficult because the sorrow and guilt consume you. Tyson and I were so close. I would always call on the phone to talk to him when I was away. And he slept right next to me. I have to thank my wife for never objecting in all those years. It's like losing a son. His nose prints are still on my car window. I have an enormous feeling that I let him down in the end but I know that's not true. So sad that they are only with us for such a short time. They are the loves of our lives.
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