About three weeks ago, Fatty tore an ACL. We've been struggling with her weight since we rescued her from her previous life which included eating a tray of lasagna daily (hence the Fatty moniker) because it put her at higher risk for injuries like a torn ACL and just shortening her lifespan in general. We knocked off a lot of the weight but not all. In her perpetual quest to match the food consumption of her past life, Fatty was an unstoppable garbage and pantry raider, floor cleaner, and out and out food mooch. Anyway, a torn ACL isn't a death sentence but it's not great news for a 90 pound dog who ought to weigh 80 and has arthritis. Because of her age and arthritis, the vet wasn't confident about surgery being her best option. The recovery time was 3+ months, she'd be confined to a tiny area to ensure she wasn't walking and further damaging her leg etc and there was a pretty high risk of her blowing the other ACL or exacerbating her arthritic hips. It sucked. We opted for conservative care with the hopes that we could keep her comfortable -with meds and limiting her to the downstairs- and she could have a reasonable quality of life for her remaining time. It was not to be. She sleeps with me every night and because we live in a townhouse and she wasn't supposed to climb stairs -which'd take her up to my bedroom- I've been sleeping with her downstairs in the living room. She apparently missed the comfort of my -our- room and Wednesday night I was out, squeezed past the gate and hauled herself up the stairs, tearing her other ACL in the process though she did make it to our room. And I came home to a 90 pound dog who was happy that I was joining her up in our room and who couldn't use her hind legs. We had her put down Friday morning. It was the right thing to do and my heart is broken. She'd always lie on my feet while I was sitting and it's weird writing this without feeling her warmth on my toes. A good friend commented that she's moved on to a place where she can finally eat as much as she wants and I hope that's the case. I miss you, Fatty.