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freshnesschronic · 06-14-2008, 12:07 AM

Hi Cellar.

Well, I just have arrived home from the ER. He passed.
Lawrence Tucker has moved on.

At the beginning of this thread I posted that he had surgery almost exactly a year ago. Who'da thunk that. It was on his hind leg because he seemed to be weak in muscle mass and he had been starting to develop benign tumors on his body. Well, he has continued to have hind leg troubles in both of them, and since I arrived home from college my family told me it was his other leg that was slowing him down. He couldn't really run, and struggled and fell a lot going up/down steps.

So last week was the cruise I mentioned, and we gave Tucker to my aunt and uncle to take care of. They are pet lovers as well, having two Schnauzers of their own. Well Tucker has been on medication for arthritis and whatnot for a couple of years now, has had seizures in the past but still has endured and always has been mischievous, stealing food all the time, lil' bastard.

So my aunt and uncle have a campsite they visit often and took the dogs with them. Apparently Tucker and AJ, my aunt and uncle's male dog, had a tussle over some food and AJ bit Tucker's floppy ears. What we didn't know when we got back from the cruise that he had also puncture wounds in his chest and upper front leg, he's very shaggy. Those we didn't discover until yesterday when we took him to the vet.

Tucker's leg had swollen up and had to have been infected by AJ's saliva or just the campsite pathogens, or something. 3 days ago he could not walk and we just thought it was his bad hind leg, but it was also the infection. Tucker did not sleep at all last nite, just kept crying and whimpering as it was impossible for him to find a comfortable laying position. My parents took him in to the animal ER this morning at 7am or so and he's been there ever since.

They injected some I-have-no-idea-what-it's-called to do something to his low blood pressure which helped mildly. They gave him something else to evaluate his kidneys, which were hydrated, but even though they were hydrated he was not excreting the proper amount. I guess these were signs that he wasn't going to get better.

We put him down just under an hour ago, my mom, dad, sister and aunt and uncle. My uncle feels very responsible because he was the one watching them and had to break up the fight. But it's no one's fault, these things just happen. My sister is taking it the worst.

I always thought I'd be out of college and in the work force, when it was supposed to happen in my mind. I'm 20 and have been through two cocker spaniels passing. My first dog, Lady, was hit by a car when I was 7. I just feel dogs lives' can be so much longer, both she and Tucker were 10.

I take for granted what it was like with him around, having to close the pantry door so he wouldn't stick his nose in, kicking his stuffed animals around the floor for him and walking him around the block.

I'm glad he's not suffering or hurting, but I wish he was with me.

Rest in peace, Lawrence Tucker.

06-14-2008, 12:07 AM	#29
freshnesschronic Professor Join Date: Dec 2006 Posts: 1,555	Hi Cellar. Well, I just have arrived home from the ER. He passed. Lawrence Tucker has moved on. At the beginning of this thread I posted that he had surgery almost exactly a year ago. Who'da thunk that. It was on his hind leg because he seemed to be weak in muscle mass and he had been starting to develop benign tumors on his body. Well, he has continued to have hind leg troubles in both of them, and since I arrived home from college my family told me it was his other leg that was slowing him down. He couldn't really run, and struggled and fell a lot going up/down steps. So last week was the cruise I mentioned, and we gave Tucker to my aunt and uncle to take care of. They are pet lovers as well, having two Schnauzers of their own. Well Tucker has been on medication for arthritis and whatnot for a couple of years now, has had seizures in the past but still has endured and always has been mischievous, stealing food all the time, lil' bastard. So my aunt and uncle have a campsite they visit often and took the dogs with them. Apparently Tucker and AJ, my aunt and uncle's male dog, had a tussle over some food and AJ bit Tucker's floppy ears. What we didn't know when we got back from the cruise that he had also puncture wounds in his chest and upper front leg, he's very shaggy. Those we didn't discover until yesterday when we took him to the vet. Tucker's leg had swollen up and had to have been infected by AJ's saliva or just the campsite pathogens, or something. 3 days ago he could not walk and we just thought it was his bad hind leg, but it was also the infection. Tucker did not sleep at all last nite, just kept crying and whimpering as it was impossible for him to find a comfortable laying position. My parents took him in to the animal ER this morning at 7am or so and he's been there ever since. They injected some I-have-no-idea-what-it's-called to do something to his low blood pressure which helped mildly. They gave him something else to evaluate his kidneys, which were hydrated, but even though they were hydrated he was not excreting the proper amount. I guess these were signs that he wasn't going to get better. We put him down just under an hour ago, my mom, dad, sister and aunt and uncle. My uncle feels very responsible because he was the one watching them and had to break up the fight. But it's no one's fault, these things just happen. My sister is taking it the worst. I always thought I'd be out of college and in the work force, when it was supposed to happen in my mind. I'm 20 and have been through two cocker spaniels passing. My first dog, Lady, was hit by a car when I was 7. I just feel dogs lives' can be so much longer, both she and Tucker were 10. I take for granted what it was like with him around, having to close the pantry door so he wouldn't stick his nose in, kicking his stuffed animals around the floor for him and walking him around the block. I'm glad he's not suffering or hurting, but I wish he was with me. Rest in peace, Lawrence Tucker.