They’re going to do an ultrasound tomorrow. It could be pancreatic cancer. It could be a few different things but cancer would be bad. The prognosis for pancreatic cancer in dogs is horrible.
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I sure hope it's something easily treatable.
Me too. I’m a crying mess. I don’t know how to handle this. We should know tomorrow by 2 or 3pm
Sorry for posting a lot but I can’t stop crying. I can’t imagine my life without Fred. I’ve never bonded with a dog like I have with him.
This is a picture from last summer when we got him. The little old man stole my heart.
This is a picture from last summer when we got him. The little old man stole my heart.
Don't apologize for feeling. I'm sure most of us have been in similar circumstances. {{{hugs}}}
Thank you Gary. {{{{hugs}}}}
I felt pretty much the same way back in June when I had to put Bandit down... I still feel him around and Smokey still hangs on the edge of the bed at time and chirps like a Maine Coon will. Seems to expect Bandit to come wandering in.
It hurts sometimes but, remember - you have others that care about you and you care about them. Just hang on.
It hurts sometimes but, remember - you have others that care about you and you care about them. Just hang on.
Yes, @Gary Mitchell is right, never apologize for being scared or loving someone.
My old puppy was the same. We bonded like no other until Jim, my cat. I was a complete mess when I lost him.
Let's hope Fred is able to pull through.
Positive thoughts. (((HUGS)))
My old puppy was the same. We bonded like no other until Jim, my cat. I was a complete mess when I lost him.
Let's hope Fred is able to pull through.
Positive thoughts. (((HUGS)))
Thank you so much for your kind words @StarCruiser and I’m so sorry about Bandit. I’m sure he was an awesome friend and pupper.
@Sibyl I hope he pulls through too. I’m praying it’s something minor.
@Sibyl I hope he pulls through too. I’m praying it’s something minor.
Literally a week after my ex-wife and I moved into our house, we went to the Dane County Humane Society to look at dogs. We were in different areas, and I saw Iris. She was hiding in the back of her kennel, but when I knelt down, she slowly came over and started sniffing me, then started pawing at the kennel. That was around the time my ex-wife came over, and she said to me, "Did you find a friend?"
Anyway, we asked to see Iris in a room; there were only two chairs and the tech sat in one, I let my ex-wife sit in the other, I just sat on the floor. Iris comes in, walks over to my ex-wife, sniffs her a bit, then sees me ... and crawls into my lap and starts nuzzling my chin. My ex-wife just looks over at the tech and says, "Okay, how much paperwork?"
It sounds to me like love at first sight.
Technically - "El Bandido" (the wonder cat) was... well... a cat! About the sweetest natured cat I've ever met.
It was.
Iris and her cousin Toby (my mother's late Labradoodle, when I got home from work):
Iris taking over my recliner when I got up and went to the kitchen to refill my water bottle, being all, "The fuck's your problem?"
Iris snoozing in said recliner when I was lounging on the couch:
Iris flying into my lap shortly after I got home from a two-week hospital stay:
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A lazy hound:
A Christmas hound:
Edit 2: Imagine getting home from work, walking in the front door of your house, looking up the stairs and seeing this double trouble staring right at you, clearly debating between themselves which would tackle you first:
Edit 3: I only tell this story because it came to mind and it made me chuckle. When my ex-wife and I were dog-sitting Toby, my mom's labradoodle, it was only a month or two after we had moved into our house. Iris was barely more than a year old, and still had a ton of puppy in her, while Toby was 10 years old at that point. So, while he still loved to play--the big goof wanted nothing more than for me to throw a tennis ball until he wore himself out--Iris would annoy him during the month and a half or so that he stayed with us. (He was also rapey with me, but that's a whole other story.) Anyway, whenever Iris got to be too much for Toby, he would just put one of his giant-ass paws on her head, and all I could hear was Dennis Haysbert saying "SILENCE" from one of those Allstate commercials. She would somehow immediately know to calm down and just jump on the couch or onto my lap and chill for a bit.
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Here's hoping the guinea pig keeps getting better.
Yeah, I'd be happy too if there was a TARDIS nearby!
(You gotta' admit, the color and design of that door does look a bit like the bottom of a vintage "met" police box.)
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