Fare Thee Well.
Even miracle dogs have a lifespan. I had to say goodbye to my best friend a week ago today. He had had one very large seizure that lasted about three or four hours one night and woke up the next morning as if nothing had happened. Well, something happened and it was getting gradually worse. It was off and on though. One day we took him to the forest and he couldn't even get up. The next day he was walking around as if nothing had happened, but it was obviously getting worse. I decided to spare him the worst of it. It was as good as a euthanasia could be, however. The mobile vet came to our house and quietly did the deed in our living room. I was holding him as he took has final breath. Still...
So everyone tells me "it was for the best. It was the way he would have wanted it." How the hell do I know? He never signed a "do not resuscitate" order. Maybe he would have wanted to live right up until his whole body completely shut down. He had such a lust for life. But I can only try to convince myself that it was for the best. I think he was in a lot of pain that he wasn't showing - dogs are so stoic like that. Of course, in their world any sign of weakness means the pack leaves you behind. My vet thought it was pancreatic cancer, but I'll never really know and it doesn't really matter.
So long, my friend. We had some great times together.