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I lost my baby girl, Snuggles, two years ago and posted to this thread. And now, around 10 hours ago, I had to let my big boy go. He was 13 and had the most beautiful eyes. After Snuggles passed, I had much more time to focus on Oliver and tried to love on him as much I could. He loved to get his butt patted and when you stopped patting, he would reach out his paw and touch your face to get you to start again. He would run up and down the stairs like he thought he was only two. He loved to snuggle up against the back of my legs to sleep. He was my big, sweet boy.
It seemed to happen so fast this time. To summarize- he had been vomiting so I took him in last week. They ran tests, gave him fluids and then Wednesday she called to say he had an infection and so I brought him in for an antibiotic shot. He perked up and ate better for the next few days. A very dear friend of mine, who I met on this thread reminded me to love up on him. And we did. Lots of butt patting was given. We let him go outside on the porch as often as he wanted. Then this past weekend came and he threw up again. Dark brown vomit with spots of blood. I took him in this morning and she took x-rays. There was a mass in his stomach. A large mass (suspected to be lymphoma) that was pressing on his intestines. My heart sank. We put him to sleep this afternoon. I am thankful that it did not drag on, and that I had a more definitive answer this time than I did with Snuggles. But I am still questioning everything. Could I have caught this earlier? Could I have prevented it? Could we have done something about it? My vet said lymphoma is common and that we could have opened him up, but I wouldn't have wanted him to go through that.
I just miss my big boy. So very much.
It seemed to happen so fast this time. To summarize- he had been vomiting so I took him in last week. They ran tests, gave him fluids and then Wednesday she called to say he had an infection and so I brought him in for an antibiotic shot. He perked up and ate better for the next few days. A very dear friend of mine, who I met on this thread reminded me to love up on him. And we did. Lots of butt patting was given. We let him go outside on the porch as often as he wanted. Then this past weekend came and he threw up again. Dark brown vomit with spots of blood. I took him in this morning and she took x-rays. There was a mass in his stomach. A large mass (suspected to be lymphoma) that was pressing on his intestines. My heart sank. We put him to sleep this afternoon. I am thankful that it did not drag on, and that I had a more definitive answer this time than I did with Snuggles. But I am still questioning everything. Could I have caught this earlier? Could I have prevented it? Could we have done something about it? My vet said lymphoma is common and that we could have opened him up, but I wouldn't have wanted him to go through that.
I just miss my big boy. So very much.