Some time ago I wrote a post where I said my old friend was becoming increased very fast, as fast that it seemed suspicious about growing old we took him to the vet and there he found a tumor and biopsy confirmed our Shazan had cancer.
The only solution was to wait, hopefully make a vital organ metastases and my old friend die sleeping, suffer bad luck and we should decide to "sleep."
Since then I watch every night looking for signs of pain have not seen him, his hair falls out and is all bones, no longer runs with her two traveling companions, not wallowing in the garden with them but ... even move the tail when he sees me and gets up to greet me every day but it costs more. Not today
I can sleep ... at five in the morning I woke up and as it is good for insomnia ... I went outside to smoke a cigar with my three dogs ... and there my old friend vomited blood ... Now I have to make a painful decision because I have been together in so many ups and downs ... he has been by far the best dog of all I had and I have ... in 9 years I have never heard growling, never an angry, just always on our side, resting her head on my legs always willing to receive a pat ... And I have to take and the decision to go with him, on a trip that will not return ....
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