Yesterday we had to say goodbye to our sweet dog Zeus. About 5 or 6 weeks ago we noticed that he wasn't acting like himself and seemed to be losing weight. Initial tests didn't give us any conclusive answers, but that was the beginning of a steady downhill trend that took him from a bright-eyed, healthy, muscular dog to a skinny, slow-moving shell of himself. There were many more tests, but eventually the diagnosis was a type of cancer that is essentially untreatable. We were all heartbroken, but given the speed at which he was losing weight and strength, and the fact that he pretty much stopped eating the last few days, we chose to have him put to sleep. The whole family went with him, and we were all around him as he closed his eyes for the last time. It was so hard, and we miss him so very much, but we couldn't stand to watch him getting worse just so we didn't have to let go. But to not see that sweet face, or feel that gentle nudge when he wanted attention...it's going to take a while to get used to that emptiness. We love you, Zeus. Be well.