I'm not even sure how to start. On July 30th, after agonizing for 2 months, I had my yellow lab Ryker put to rest.It's been over 2 months yet I still cry each and every day for him. The difference between now and 2 months ago is that more often than not my tears are more private than public.He was truely my best friend. I am single with no children, and have my elderly mom living with me. I have been home for the last 7 years with joint problems. My Ryker kept me company through many surgeries through those years. In his early years, we did breed shows, obedience and agility, often times just to help him burn off some of his overwhelming energy! He was not often referred to as the "best" dog but always as the "entertainment". Ryker was truely a character.His personality was that of pure joy and excitement for life.For the last 6 years arthritis was taking it's toll on Ryker, which we dealt with.The last 2 months of his life presented with a problem that we just couldn't find an answer to. It was like something just snapped in his mind. He became shaky,whiny,barky,restless and very fearful. He would go days without sleep. I had to hand feed him to eat.For a few hours a day he might seem almost normal, but most of the time he was nervous and afraid. When we tried to treat him with drugs, he just looked sad all the time. It was so obvious to us that he was no longer enjoying his life. He just looked pathetic all the time.It was taking a toll on both of us since one of us always had to be with him to comfort him.The vets said we could send him to a specialist but they felt the type of neurological problems it could be, he was too old to withstand the treatment for. They thought I did the most I could.I just hope I did the right thing. I think I did, but never in a million years did I ever think I would euthanize this dog.Sometimes I feel so guilty.I miss him so much. It's like part of me died with him.[attachmentid=173] Rykers_last_picture.bmp