So very very sorry for your loss…it seems the beloved pets always take a piece of us with them don’t they?
We had something similar happen to us with our beloved Siberian Husky who was 16 when we let her go. She collapsed one afternoon at our farm when I took her out to potty, in the green grass, so I called my husband as she was more his dog than mine. We talked about what to do, he said that in the morning to call, just give us the night with her, where he stayed in the grass in the side yard talking to her, watching the stars, petting and loving on her till he carried her in the house.
We checked on her through the night, she was on her favorite pad by the couch, she was alert, would drink water, occasionally lick our face or hand, as each of us, my son was home too, would come out and talk to her so she knew she wasn’t alone. In the morning I called my daughter to let her know, she an her family came out to say good bye to her too and spend some time. She never got up nor moved and we carried her outside to be able to be surrounded by the sights, sounds, and smells she so loved.
Our large animal vet came out late morning and in the yard, under her favorite tree, surrounded by family who loved her, my husband holding her head in her lap, we let her go and it was quick as I think she was ready. She is buried under that tree with her best friend Rocky, my GSD/Malamute cross. It will be a year this June we lost her, but my heart still hurts and I still miss her. There were times the first month or so I swore I heard her on the steps or down the hall.
Your not alone…