Euthanasia day at the veterinarian's office

It makes sense that the last Sat. appointments at a country vet clinic would be for euthanasia (and my dogs for routine work). I bring my dogs in and am in the waiting room when a crying woman comes out of the exam room with a box (cat). Older woman has a chihuahua - she brings it into the exam room and it comes out in a box. She's crying. Then, I remember that there was a sweet, beautiful gray muzzled Golden Retriever with those sad and empathetic eyes and I figured that it was in line too.

I'll be honest - no way was I going to be around when that sweet dog was put down. Golden Retrievers are such sweet looking dogs I didn't even want to see it come in. Fortunately, my dogs were next and I got the hell out of there before Golden's appointment.

To make things worse, I drove from the vet's office into town to get lunch. Truck in front of me hits and kills a young hound. Thankfully, it only lasted about a minute before it died.