My dog was 3 years old and got diagnosed with lymphoma this past August. We got him fresh into the relationship while my boyfriend and I lived separately (technically it was "his" dog first as he paid for the dog and the dog stayed with him at his apartment for the first few months) however shortly after we moved in together and that dog became like my child we formed a very strong bond. When he was diagnosed with cancer we were both obviously devasted, he was given a few months to live and I especially took it very hard and was very emotional over the course of those few months seeing him deteriorate. We had gone back and forth towards the last few weeks regarding the right time to put him down as his quality of life began to decline. On a Saturday morning in November, I looked at my poor dog covered in lumps, sores, losing so much muscle and told my boyfriend I think it is time and we agreed that morning we would put him down. I wanted to do it with his regular vet and not his emergency vet, she was not available until Tuesday so we decided to wait until Tuesday to put him down and enjoy the last few days together spoiling him. That day I am obviously very distraught crying knowing my dog will be put down, my goal was to spend as much time with him as possible. My boyfriend gets dressed to go out – I ask him where he is going and he said to go watch football with his friends. I ask him how he can just leave his extremely upset distraught girlfriend and his sick dying dog to go hang out with his friends who he sees every week for football. It turns into a huge blow up argument as he gets extremely defensive – he leaves for the entire day to go to the casino. I notice my dog gets pale gums and shallow breathing and i call him around 7 pm that I'm scared he won't make it to Tuesday. Around 9 pm he is still at the casino and as I am petting my dog laying down he just rolls over and passes away. It was a very traumatic moment for me and my boyfriend has apologized repeatedly for not being there when we needed him and that he "processed grief differently" and did not want to sit at home watching the dog miserable before his last days. It has been 6 months and I do not view him the same and don't know if this is something I ever will be able to get over. Please let me know your thoughts on the situation. I feel like he abandoned his family when we needed him most