You guys all know how I feel. Last week my wife was mad at me because I put my dog down. She wanted to take it to the Vet, get meds, and go that route. I will tell you right up front, there was no need to. Kenworth was MY dog and I just knew it was time. No need to get an expensive diagnosis, I just knew it was time.
As we get away from farm life, we get away from the cycle of life. People like Robert Mickley, and Jon and I just grew up around that cycle of life. The fit survive, the unfit don't and the animals that don't contribute to farm life, don't last long either. What you are seeing now is people who are unaccustomed to this cycle of life. They have not seen death, don't know how to deal with it, and thus take the easy way out by running and hiding from it. Really the only thing a dog does wrong is outlive us. Its too bad, but we do outlive our pets, and as hard as it is, being a pet owner does mean seeing the end of its life, whether its by your own hand, or by taking it to a vet.
I will say this, some people can take an animals life and some can't. A few years ago I had the reputation of being able too and people dropped their dogs and cats off to me. One year alone I put down something like 245 animals. It was too much. I finally told people that I "retired" from it, and no longer do that. It was just too much. I came out of retirement for my own dog, but I really don't like doing it. It just had to be done.
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"