Nikki, our German Shepherd was going to be 8 years old in December. She has always been a bundle of energy. I described her as a 3 year old kid on a sugar high! A few weeks ago, we noticed that she wasn't herself. We took her to our vet, and everything seemed okay. Blood work came back negative and we thought, maybe she was just getting old. About a week ago we noticed that she was limping badly on her left front leg. Again, we took her to our vet on Thursday and she thought it might be bone cancer. She sent us to another vet with a better x-ray system. After being evaluated, this vet thought that Nikki might have a tumor on her brachial plexus. She was given some medication and we took her home to wait for the results of some tests. Nikki wouldn't eat, not even her favorite foods. She would get up to drink water and would even let me know when she needed to go outside. Because Nikki could not walk up or down steps without pain, my wife and I were sleeping downstairs with her. Around 7 a.m. this morning, Nikki had a seizure. We took her over to the emergency vet hospital, where she passed peacefully. My wife and I are devastated. We love animals, as we also have 2 ferrets and 9 cats. As all animal lovers know, our pets are more than just pets, they are indeed a part of our family. Nikki was a super dog and will be missed greatly. She was my buddy, friend and geocaching buddy. We take comfort in knowing that she is no longer in pain but enjoying herself in doggie heaven. Gone, but never forgotten.