Friday evening our dog Lemy became suddenly seriously ill; up to that moment she had been very lively, we even played ball that afternoon. We went to the vet on Saturday morning, and he diagnosed an acute pancreatitis. He gave her an injection against the pain, antibiotics, took blood for tests and told us she was not allowed to eat or drink for a couple of days. So we got a lot of bottles with fluid with us and had to put her on the drain. Saturday night was hell; she had so much pain and started to pant very fast, something she kept doing till her death. She kept going outside, pacing around and digging holes, vomiting and panting. Terrible, that face of pain, panic and not-understanding I will never forget. Sunday morning we phoned the vet and he gave her a very heavy shot against her pains. That helped a bit; she became a bit more quiet. Monday morning we could go to the scanner and in the afternoon the blood test results were there; it was clear that she had a very heavy liver disorder. In the afternoon, I had her on my lap and started to stroke her head and behind her ears; she clearly liked that and reacted on it by staying with me on my lap and asking for more, something we could not achieve in the few days of her illness before that point because she was much to much upstressed until that moment. Now she stayed on my lap and I stroked her for an hour and then she fell unconscious. We went to the vet, he did an emergency operation and that proved she had a very severe cardial infarct. At that moment we decided to let her pass away.
I am still devastated that my little baby had to suffer so much, and that I could not help her. And I think it's pretty unfair that such a lively little dog who has done nothing wrong has to die in this way. She was my little baby, I loved her as my own child and I will never forget her.
