When my cat was put down, that situation just fucking sucked. Like everything about that sucked. Having my cat sick weeks before with no chance for recovery from vet, coming to decision (i don't think there can be more fucked up thing than deciding yourself that someone is going to die and that you have to be one deciding it), reserving the time from vet, calling to pet cemetary and ordering grave, going to vet with your sick pet, petting them while they get medicated to death, paying, driving to pet cemetary and laying her to ground.
Sorry, i still hate that this all happened and really nothing messed me up more than this. I was zombie weeks. I feel for anyone who has to go through this and really made me reconsider having pets. Also i think i felt first time what it's like when someone dies, i had lost my grandparents before, but that was when i was younger and we weren't that close.. So first time i mourned was practically this too. And that sucks too, mourning.