Today, or rather no more than 2 hours ago, my mom has brought our dog Ago to our local vet to put him to sleep.
How lucky, I just took some pictures of him yesterday. You can obviously see how old he looks. He almost reached 17 years.
I think it was time to do that long ago, but we have always postponed it, because we just loved him so much. Today, we (or rather my mom) decided to go to the vet to end it. In the last two or three days, he was suffering so much (epileptic seizures, vomiting a lot, diarrhea etcetc) and didn't eat almost anything. I already cried when my mom came back from the vet without him, but looking at the bowls he drank and ate from and his bed is just horrible.
Life goes on for us, and I hope Ago will find his peace and meet grandpa, whom he adored so much.