I cried like a little bitch when both of my dogs went.
I came home to find my cocker spaniel dead. That fucked me up for weeks. I'd come home after work everyday and the place seemed empty without him. He was the best.
The other one was 14. We had to put him down last month. He couldn't hold it together anymore. His mind was still sharp, but his body was completely shot. Couldn't walk, was pissing on himself.