My dog died not long ago, his name was Denay. He had some type of cancer that made his right paw twice as big. Eventually, he wasn´t able to walk, so that day was the day my family and I decided it was time for him to go.
The last couple of days were hard for me and my family, but we got past that sorrow. Now I´m happy he´s in some place better than this world, and that he will be waiting for me.