The only input that I can add to this story is perhaps asking the vet to come to the house for the euthanasia rather than taking the dog to him.......A very heartwarming nonetheless and it brings tears to my eyes.
That’s what we did with our last Golden. She hated riding in cars and awoke one morning, totally disoriented, and a look of fear in her eyes which were unfocused. I knew it was time.
My husband and a friend dug a grave by her favorite place to rest in the yard. The Vet came by and we carried her on her blanket over to the edge of the grave . Everybody said goodbye, and the vet gave her a shot and she drifted away while my husband held her.
Then the men lowered her into her grave, still wrappped in her blanket. I went indoors and ordered a gravestone for her. It was peaceful, but she didn’t have to be terrified by a car ride. She was 15 1/2.
When my grandchildren visit, they always put flowers on her grave, even though some of them never knew her.