Well, I finally had to make that dreaded call to the vet yesterday. Despite keeping a brave face, he was getting weaker each day, and yesterday he could barely walk. I give him a marrow bone daily, and though he made his best efforts he didn't have the energy to chew it. He would gnaw on it for a minute, then have to take a panting break before trying again. It was heartbreaking. Also the lymph nodes in his throat had finally swollen to the point where he was obviously uncomfortable lying down, and he wasn't getting enough sleep. You'd see him sitting erect struggling to keep his eyes open.
Vet came to my home and did the deed. He literally passed away with his face buried in a bowl of Haagen Dazs ice cream, using what was remaining of his waning life force to get that last bit of vanilla goodness at the bottom of the bowl..
RIP little guy.
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