putting a dog down?

how do i cope? i can’t stop crying. my family dog of 16 years got put down yesterday and all i can think of is his little ear flap. i miss him so much.

read if you want - the whole thing is messed up. basically he lived with my grandma, at the time everybody still lived with her so he was the family dog. she wanted to put him down a month or so because he was blind and deaf because he was 16. so my aunt didn’t want that to happen so she took him for a bit. my aunt was drunk and let him out and he was missing for a good 3 weeks until he showed up at a puppy daycare a whole town away. we were so happy he was alive because we really didn’t think he would make it. after that my grandma decided she wanted to put him down and my mom and her friends offered to take him and she said no. so the day i went to visit him my aunt and uncle from florida came up too and he was the happiest boy ever. he was still so full of life. he wasn’t in any pain, and he wasn’t fully blind because he knew where he was going.

also i’d like to add he was a burden to my grandma. she never paid attention to him, only gave him water twice a day because he had accidents because she never wanted to take time out of her day to take him out. she never let him play with his dog toys because she wanted her other dogs to play. my moms friend and i have both taken care of him before and he loved the outdoors. he was so touched starved too because nobody payed any attention to him. we’ve always wanted to take him and my grandma just.. idk why she wanted to keep him when he was a pain to her anyways.

RIP Doc😔