Hard day for me yesterday. I had no choice according to my vet to let him go. Marcus carried him in yesterday morning, and we thought that he had eaten something outside that did not agree with him. The vet even called me mid afternoon to tell me that all the test he had ran on Ike came back fine, except for his white blood cells, but said that he would give him some antibiotics along with the drip for dehydration and he would be fine. Ike took a turn for the worse about an hour after the vet had called to give me the test results, and they carried him into surgery to see why he was spitting up blood and when he called me back, he told me that he did not need to wake up from the surgery.
His intestines were twisted, and the blood could not flow, so therefore it killed his intestines. The vet says that the only way for his intestines to get that twisted is for something tramatic to have happened to make him roll. He had him in surgery and says that he saw no signs of him being hit by a car, and only found one spot on him that had a bruise. We have racked our brains trying to figure this out. The time frame for this to have taken place is only about 24-36 hours the vet says. He says that there is absolutely nothing that can be done in a situation like this, especially since Ike had 5 inches of his intestines taken out when he was five months old.
I had the hard task of telling Marcus when he came home this morning at 0200 from work that his Ike did not make it. Not an easy thing to do, especially to someone who loves his dogs as much as Marcus does.
It sure is easy to get so attached your animals. All of our animals are treated just like one of our kids.