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So after a couragous 8 month battle against his illness i had to make that terrible decision to put him to sleep last sunday. He was only approx 9 years old. Up til a couple of months ago he was positively thriving, looked great and was frisky as can be, in fact my vet said he was a 'walking miracle'! He was still giving the local squirrels a run for their money and even still enjoying our bike rides...but then all of a sudden the weight started falling off him even though he was eating lots and these odd 'off days' happened more frequently (you could just tell by the first glance in the morning that he was having an off day followed by refused food, just plodded by my side on walks and usually had the runs too) But every time without fail he bounced back and was happy as larry by the next morning.
It got to the point when he was literally a bag of bones yet he still was very bright and alert, thouroughly enjoyed his walks (more limited obviously) and seemed in no pain so i felt i could not end his life whilst he still had that zest he always had. The end came when he stopped eating for 2 whole days, the vets could do nothing and on his final day he could not keep water down so i decided enough was enough i certainly did not want to wait til he collapsed to me that was too late, knowing he was dying i wanted his end to be as humane as i could. I took him for his final walk where there were lots of rabbits to chase so i hope he died a happy doggy
It got to the point when he was literally a bag of bones yet he still was very bright and alert, thouroughly enjoyed his walks (more limited obviously) and seemed in no pain so i felt i could not end his life whilst he still had that zest he always had. The end came when he stopped eating for 2 whole days, the vets could do nothing and on his final day he could not keep water down so i decided enough was enough i certainly did not want to wait til he collapsed to me that was too late, knowing he was dying i wanted his end to be as humane as i could. I took him for his final walk where there were lots of rabbits to chase so i hope he died a happy doggy