Yesterday I had to take the hard decision to let him go away not to suffer anymore...it was such a hard and difficult decision, but I had to do it...in the morning he had a terrible attack and I couldn't accept to see him again in that situation.
Since August last year, when I discovered he had a wide spread cancer all over his body, I've done my best to let him live as usual, and with just a few medicines he was anyway happy and didn't suffer up until the last few weeks when the situation dropped down and he couldn't handle it anymore; no big pain anyway, he was still running with the other dogs up until a couple of days ago...but yesterday morning a major attack to his nervous system drove me to the decision to stop this...he was 14 in April, he lived so well, he was a happy dog and lived a beautiful life since he came home when he was just 2 months old...he is in a new dimension now, and I'm sure he's still running to look for other dogs to play with.
Ciao from a sad Gio