Yesterday evening, Lucky passed away. His tumor won the fight against life. It happened very suddenly, even though we already knew he was very ill, despite the fact he didn't show anything.
He was affected by a Cushing's syndrom, and was given only a few months to live since the diagnosis in November. We spent every possible moment with him.
He passed away on the evening, in my arms, at home, after we had tried everything. We're already missing him. I've known him for 13 years. 13 lovely years...
