Brownie the most wonderful dog
by Andy Harris
(Everett, WA USA)
My wife and I adopted Brownie, an English Springer Spaniel, when he was two from a purebred rescue society in Seattle, Washington. He is 8.5 years old and was the most loving pet to us and we always look forward to him every morning and when we came home from work every day. He just adored us and others.
His favorite game was playing pully in the back yard, and just when you get close to grab it from him, he pulls back a little bit, with a big smile on his face. He loved to chase toys and bring them back, especially stuffed ducks and rope toys from the pet store. He was such a cuddle bunny at night in bed. He always wanted to be around us.
He had quite a personality, just like humans. Most of the time he was very happy and his little tail would wag all the time. He gets big grins on his face. He likes to roll over and get his belly/chest rubbed. When he was happy, he would make woo-woo sounds, kind of like 1/2 way between barking and howling, but his way of saying he was happy.
My wife is on her way to the vet and is putting Brownie to sleep because of him being a "Dangerous Dog" around children and around some adults. I am too heartbroken to be there and no one in my (extended) family understands the loss. He has bitten a few children and also a few adults that that he doesn't trust, such as a groomer. He is our loving dog and it hurts me so much to see him go this morning.
I have been depressed and hurting over this decision since last Friday. I am really struggling over what "needs to be done" because it is so counter-intuitive to my relationship with Brownie. I would pay anything in the world to make Brownie happy, but cannot afford lawsuits if someone bitten sues us or if he were to bite our own future-children. I suppose the best way to describe the decision is the "right one", but not one that I endorse.
We have done everything for him and treated him exceptionally well, like a true member of the family. He would get walks all the time, play time in the back yard, treats and lots of love, every day. My wife and I are tormented by this decision that he has to be put to sleep. We do not have children and it feels like killing my son. I have not stopped crying since Friday; today is Monday.