Loco's still doing well, but the leads on who poked his eyes out have gone cold.
No matter to him, he's adjusted to his life. He still wags his tail whenever he meets anybody. That's because his owner picks him up, talks to him, and he's always within earshot. Loco knows his master will keep him safe.
This little Rott will be OK if he's smothered with love. Dogs are trusting by nature, and it takes more than one horrible incident to destroy that.
Sorry to hear about your little dasch. I had to put my Lab Heidi down ten years ago, and did so only because she became completely incontinent. Don't be too hard on yourself; I got frustrated because I felt like a zookeeper in Heidi's last days.
I held her head in my hands and looked into her eyes as she breathed her last. I wanted to make sure that sweet dog left life knowing she was loved.
If anybody's going to euthanize your best friend, be there with them. It's hard as hell to do and rips your heart out, but don't let them go without you.
A final, wonderful act of love for your buddy.
Rambo died very quickly here in his own house, his own territory, in his favorite room (the computer roo), where he'd curl up next to our chair while we waste hours of our lives work online. And both mommy and daddy were there. So given the gentleness of his death and its speed, and his advanced age, I know all three of us were lucky.