Sad how the pages turn, I put my old bitch to sleep yesterday and buried her in the orchard, it always makes me think when I put one of ours down about how much of your life they have shared, its a real line in the sand when they go. Made all the harder by doing the deed yourself! Many a tear shed in the Me household in the last 24hrs I can tell you.
It was time, I know that, she couldn't work, couldn't hear, barked insanely at things that were not there (and didn't look happy doing it), wasn't entirely continent and struggled to maintain her weight. Some would have kept her going until she really suffered and then prolonged it further with pills but I won't do that.
One of her last jobs back in the summer was to hold some ewes off the fence for Taff her replacement to learn to work, he isn't ready yet to do all that he needs to do, but is improving with every outing. He put 75 ewes in a corner pen for me to scan and loves to work. He comes with a dodgey outrun is waaay too fast, likes a little chaos and doesn't mind a grip if they stand up to him but he is listening now, looks back to me when he is confused and wants to please. I would put money on him being a better dog than the last in time.