So, my parents have decided to take Blub and have him put to sleep tomorrow.  I asked why the hell they would want to do that; my dad says that he has no quality of life, that he doesn't know where he is anymore and the little spot on his head where he scratched the mole he had isn't healing.  It's true that Blub is blind and deaf now, but he still seems to get around pretty well to me, and he eats his food- still begs for his food, even- and goes to the water dish to drink.  He doesn't like going off the deck to go potty anymore, but so what?  His pee runs through the boards and we have a pooper scooper to get rid of his poop.  They say he acts disoriented a lot; yeah, in the early morning when he just woke up.  When I come down and let him and pup out in the afternoon, he goes right to the door and comes out on the deck to do his thing and then goes back in.  He doesn't seem confused at all.  And he's only had that sore spot on his head for a few days; of course it hasn't healed yet!  He has diabetes, so it's going to take even longer to heal than a normal dog, but it's just a little spot!  There's no reason we can't just keep putting neosporin and a band aid on it until it heals more. 

They don't care what I think.  They think he should be put to sleep, and it's their decision.  This fucking sucks.  Great thing to do the week before we go on vacation.