I put my 17 year old dog down yesterday. The grieving is harder than the actual bringing him to the vet and watching him go to sleep. He wasn't a corgi but I've loved him since I was 5 years old. He will be dearly missed. At first I thought Puck didn't care that he was gone. Except I had him in my bed before I put him in his crate last night and he was sniffing all over the bed. I think he remembered that's where Gizmo spent most of his time and would have been sure to find him. I just pray the Puck will live as long and happy of a life as Gizmo did. :)