Yesterday we had to put our best fur buddy down. For two months he had been limping. I thought at first he hurt his little Corgi leg, going down the back steps. But when I took him in, the x-ray showed no break. Well a month later, it seemed to get worse; he was not walking on the leg at all, and was hopping around on three legs. I took him back in she did x-rays again. She referred me to a Vet who specializes in muscular/ skeletal type things... I went in, hoping he could just operate and fix Duke's leg. But knowing in the back of my mind it was probably due to his cancer... It was. All our options were not good. Remove his leg, chemotherapy and radiation. More pain. He has been whining and moaning for weeks, even on two different pain pills. I felt so awful for him. So I did the hardest thing I have ever done. And put him out of his misery. He was only four years old. I don't think another dog will ever replace him. He was the best fur buddy I've ever had. R.I.P. Duke 6-2-2013 ~ 10-18-2017 Forever in My Heart |