Thank you all so much for your lovely thoughts and prayers for my poor Petey-dog. I can hardly write this post, but sadly, we had to put Petey down this morning. He had cancer throughout his GI tract - it was finally determined by the dr. at the emergency all night clinic doing his own ultrasound, based on his suspicions.
We brought him home last night from the vet, thinking we could take care of him through the night. We ended up taking him to the clinic at 1am because he was so violently throwing up and it seemed like the right thing - to get him back on the IV fluids and meds. The kids got to be with him and pet him and talk to him and they did say their good-byes because it really seemed as though no matter what, he wasn't coming home again. It was a sad, heartbreaking night. Petey was not himself and was fairly unresponsive ~ even to his kids, who he loved so much.
They took care of him at the clinic and John went this morning to move him from there back to the vet. At the vet, he talked to Dr. Angus, who has taken care of Petey many times, through his epilepsy and various other health issues and they decided he was declining rapidly and was probably quite uncomfortable (though he never complained, ever) and it was time. I was getting the kids to school and didn't want to tell them until they got home. John stayed with him and held his head and he passed very peacefully. He's on now to the bridge. Hopefully, our dog before Petey, Buster is waiting for him.
The story behind Petey is that he was a rescue dog that we got when he was 4. That was, unfortunately only 5 years ago. He had been starved and we think hit a lot because he was very nervous and if you raised your arm up while talking or something, he'd cower. Over the years, he's gained a lot of weight (when we got him, you could see his ribs), gained confidence and I think, been really happy. He had a great 5 years, playing ball (his favorite), playing with the kids, running, sniffing the air, eating - he loved bread, following me everywhere and generally being a sweet, happy dog. He'd been through a lot with the epilepsy and arthritis and was always brave and dignified. We're so blessed to have had him and I'm glad we were able to give him a happy 2nd half of his life. We love you Petey and we'll miss your sweet face and the love you gave to us all.
Thanks again for all of your thoughts. I hope this is my last sad post for a long time.