Well it looks like this one was too much for Myles. He passed away last night. His whole body was limp and I knew he didn't have long so I just picked him up, wrapped him in a warm blanket, and waited. There was nothing his medicine or even the vet could do. The only good part is that he died in my arms, surrounded by loved ones. I told him it would be over soon and that he was a good boy so many times. After about 30 minutes he tensed up and stopped breathing. I'm bringing him to be cremated today. When I went back downstairs to get his body, I found dad holding his basket and crying. I have never seen my father cry over a pet; not even the cat he had for 20 years. I think it's because he was there for the whole thing this time. It never gets easier. You could tell the other dogs knew what was going to happen and after Myles died, they all lay down near him and just set their heads down like they were mourning him as well.
Myles- 2010~Sept 30th, 2015
R.I.P, my baby boy.