When I take her to the vet for the last time, I will hold her in my arms and tell her what a good girl she is, over and over, as she goes.
I’ve done this once before for an aged, blind, deaf dog we rescued, who was with us for nearly 5 years.
I would never let my dog go without me holding her.
I’m actually praying she’ll go in her sleep, here at home on her soft cushion.