[QUOTE 2280687, member: 45"]If a dog is put down, it doesn't know. It isn't able to feel sad because it's dead. It's not cruel to deprive it of life because it doesn't know that it has been deprived of life.
 
The emotions around animals are our own.[/quote]
well put.
 
As luck would have it the cat I adore is sitting in a cage at the vets right now. I may bring him home tomorrow, or I may have him offed. The decision is mine to make, and my duty, as I see it, is to elicit from the vet how he will get on with kidney failure and diabetes. What I do know is this - he has no history in his little head. If I were on my last legs I'd be thinking about past pleasures, friendships, my family, riding over the Pyrennees or up to John O'Groats, buildings I've drawn and so on and so forth. I might even pen an apology or two. He won't have that luxury - all he has is the present and the notion that the big bald chap keeps him warm and fed. The sweet nature that has ladies of a certain vintage begging for medical bulletins (it took half an hour to get up the street this evening) is a thing of habit mixing survival instincts with a finely honed appreciation of what it takes to get loved up. He's not conscious of his own life story, and doesn't have a view on death. He may be able to distinguish the sound of my footstep from all the other city noises, and I can't help but be flattered when he comes down the street to meet me, but, he really doesn't see much beyond seventeen years of Science Diet, prawns and chicken slices, together with a bit of head petting and tummy tickling. He's adorable in the sense that people are able to adore him.
 
So my take on Yello's predicament is simply this. What life will the dog have? It sounds like, despite Yello's best efforts, the dog is not 'happy' in the immediate, sensual way that dogs are happy, nor does the dog have any great expectation of happiness, in that, sad to say, dogs really don't have expectations. If the dog stops living he's not been deprived of a future that he expected.