My husband's dog is about 14 years old and he's owned him all this time, so obviously hey have a very deep bond and this dog is family to him. To me, I just met this dog in his later years when he's going deaf, blind, sometimes can't use his back legs, has gross fatty tumors all over him, is constantly oily and smelly, has TERRIBLE breath, steals my son's food right out of his hands when he thinks no one is looking, constantly runs in his sleep so kicks the door to our bedrooms when he sleeps so we literally have to create a barricade to keep him away from the door EVERY night. He is honestly the biggest, grossest pain in the ass, and I normally love animals, especially dogs. I feel terrible saying this but I find myself praying that he just will die already, but I know it would be so hard for my husband to let go of him after all these years. He can't have much longer left, but however long it is, it's too long for me! Literally anywhere I walk in the house, he walks like an inch in front of me verrrrrry slowly and then just randomly stops, he's constantly licking my toes with his disgusting smelly tongue, he regularly gags and it makes me gag, he sheds all over everything and his hair is practically a condiment at our house now, and the sound of him bathing himself almost makes me puke. What's worse is I don't want him anywhere near my newborn once he or she comes because he's already not trustworthy around my son! Ugh, and I know my husband would never consider putting him down because even with all the things I just mentioned, he's not in that bad of health or at least it doesn't seem to bother him. Me on the other hand, I want to freaking put this dog down yesterday, and the further along I get, the more nauseas I get, the less patience I have for this dog. UGH! Anyone else in a similar situation?