I will never forget when my parents told us that our dog needed to be put down, it was painful for her to even walk....One day she was in the laundry room looking at me...I was a kid I wanted to play outside but I decided to stay there with our dog, I petted her forever. ..she knew it was my goodbye...fast foward to now I walk in and see blobin...what do I/you do or say? Do you munch her rug? Make her feel good? I yjink I say. .."even though your a know it all bitch I realize you can't help yourself and over the years you have made me laugh....hope you find peace"