...If you didn't see it already. ;__; I'll copy and paste the description:

Today at 4:25 PM EST we had to put our dog, Scooter (the yellow dog), to sleep. He had kidney failure, a very bad back right leg, diarrhea and a nasty infection (what it was, we don't know). He was suffering and in a lot of pain, and could barely manage to walk. He lived for a good 15 years. The first year of his life he was abused and neglected, and then we adopted him. He has been with us for 14 years. I grew up with this dog, the same as the other dog next to him, Storm. It's not something you can "just get over", not when I've been with these dogs since I was 9 years old. It's going to be a long recovery for us.

R.I.P. Scooter. You went very peacefully, even though I didn't want you to go. It was incredibly painful for me.

I will admit it, I am selfish when it comes to my animals. While I want them to be in good health, I still want them to stick around. Though I know it's for my benefit, and not for my pets, but that's the selfish part of me. I'm not afraid to admit it, either. I just want the best for my pets, even if it means extending their longevity.

Though Scooter was sick, he probably could have had antibiotics for his infection. He probably could have had some kind of medication to help his hips, because once you got him up, he was walking okay. He was still eating and drinking, and my parents wanted to rush putting him to sleep. The only time I would put an animal to sleep is if he/she stopped eating completely. That's part of the dying process, and while sad, it's not as sad as if the animal is still attempting to eat and drink, which Scooter, though ill, was still doing.

I'm sorry for the depressing journal, I'm just a huge mess right now. This is going to take a very long time to recover from. I've had this dog for most of my life (for 14 years).