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Miss V · 02-24-2005, 08:15 PM

My 12 year old Yorkie, Tetley had been having problems for awhile. A year ago, he was refused insurance due to his liver functions. I was told they were a bit off but..nothing indicated anything else. Then, in September of 04 he stopped eating and was coughing and very lethargic. They did an ultrasound and concluded that he had a chronic bronchial condition but...with medication would be fine for a long time to come. At first, it seemed to work.
In the last month, it became clear that something far worse was going on; he was lethargic; would pant at night...was sensitive when picked up sometimes. I kept calling my wonderful vet, changing medications, having bloods taken, x-rays done. Finally, another sonogram showed a nodule on his liver and a teeny mass in his intestines. The AMC did a second round of tests and THEIR sonogram showed nothing in the intestines but a mass in the liver. They performed every test and concluded that he could survive surgery. I was told it was his only chance, and so I opted to give it to him.
He made it through the surgery, but after about 8 hours, he was upset by some attendant and started to bleed. They stabilized him, but then another 8 hours later, he went into cardiac arrest. I got to the hospital but he was already brain dead....I kept kissing him and apologizing and telling him I loved him and was there. he made a little sound that he used to make when he was being loved, and happy. And then I had to let him go. I sobbed for over an hour with his dear little body. They had found a tumor the size of a baseball in that poor little tummy...and if we hadn't operated, he wouldn't have lived...but my baby...my little soul mate. My heart is broken
I miss him so much and his baby sister does too. Does the pain ever stop?
I dream of him, his little ears flying in the wind with his squeaky pig, running into my arms....and never having to let go, ever again.

I am so grateful for the privilege of having him in my life. It was just so so short a time. I loved that little dog more every single day.

02-24-2005, 08:15 PM	#1
Miss V YorkieTalk Newbie! Join Date: Feb 2005 Posts: 5	The Sweetest Thing Tetley 8/02-2/05 My 12 year old Yorkie, Tetley had been having problems for awhile. A year ago, he was refused insurance due to his liver functions. I was told they were a bit off but..nothing indicated anything else. Then, in September of 04 he stopped eating and was coughing and very lethargic. They did an ultrasound and concluded that he had a chronic bronchial condition but...with medication would be fine for a long time to come. At first, it seemed to work. In the last month, it became clear that something far worse was going on; he was lethargic; would pant at night...was sensitive when picked up sometimes. I kept calling my wonderful vet, changing medications, having bloods taken, x-rays done. Finally, another sonogram showed a nodule on his liver and a teeny mass in his intestines. The AMC did a second round of tests and THEIR sonogram showed nothing in the intestines but a mass in the liver. They performed every test and concluded that he could survive surgery. I was told it was his only chance, and so I opted to give it to him. He made it through the surgery, but after about 8 hours, he was upset by some attendant and started to bleed. They stabilized him, but then another 8 hours later, he went into cardiac arrest. I got to the hospital but he was already brain dead....I kept kissing him and apologizing and telling him I loved him and was there. he made a little sound that he used to make when he was being loved, and happy. And then I had to let him go. I sobbed for over an hour with his dear little body. They had found a tumor the size of a baseball in that poor little tummy...and if we hadn't operated, he wouldn't have lived...but my baby...my little soul mate. My heart is broken I miss him so much and his baby sister does too. Does the pain ever stop? I dream of him, his little ears flying in the wind with his squeaky pig, running into my arms....and never having to let go, ever again. I am so grateful for the privilege of having him in my life. It was just so so short a time. I loved that little dog more every single day.