What's wrong with my pets?

Charlie is a crossed breed, he's something between a boxer and a great dane, used to be a huge dog, terribly strong, and pretty much seemed like scooby... now he's lying in the vet's floor, without the strength to even get up and greet us as victor and I departed. His heart is not working fine, his body is filled with water in places where there is supposed to be none of it, and his splin is like 4 times the size it's meant to be. He's about 10 years old, in dog years that's a lot... 70 according to some, or 77... (some people say the 1st year is equal to 14 years)

Anyway... it sucks... maybe he will end up dying soon... maybe we will put him to "sleep"... that long last dream... where do dogs go after they die?. I am sure mine was a great one, I never treated him as I should have, never gave him the time... I was always too busy doing something else... and now... man... I feel terrible...

10 years... he's been a part of ourlives for that long, and we never really gave him the love that he deserved... always living in the shadow of Momo's memory, we were all too busy for him, too grown up. Momo was with us as victor and I grew, he was our "play-mate", but charly?... he came along around that age in which dogs aren't that cool anymore, and some other matters become more important. I always wanted to have a good relationship with him, a good time... but damn... I waited... and here I am.

My parents for some odd reason never got to want him inside the house, so he was always a "yard dog"... something that I hate... he loved us, all the time he loved us, and cherished the little attention we managed to give him every now and then. I wonder what kind of life he lived... he was never deprived of "anything" but attention...

I feel terrible... no matter what happens to him, I won't let that happen again to a dog of mine... if I am to have one it's because I am going to walk him, play with him and all...

Let's hope he gets better... or that, at least, he doesn't suffer that much... (man, my heart was broken as I saw how hard it was for him to get up... to walk down the stairs...)...

** cheers charlie... you've always been a good lad.