Dink is at the emergency vet clinic tonight, dehydrated with vomiting and diarrhea. He'll be 15 in March, and he's just not feeling well at all. He had a urinary tract infection just before Christmas, and then the vomiting started just after New Year's. We went to the ER Sunday morning a week ago, and he seemed to be getting better. The diarrhea began again about 4 days ago, and he's so uncomfortable, pacing and panting, stretching like his stomach hurts, and trying to eat grass. We went to the vet yesterday, and they did some bloodwork and gave him something for the diarrhea. No better today, and then the panting and pacing and whining. And he is not a whiner at all. So, at 11pm, we got in the car and went down to the ER, and they kept him. I'm so worried. She said it might be pancreas problems, and they would do some bloodwork. However, he was so dehydrated, they couldn't draw blood. They started an IV, and gave him something subcue for the nausea. I know 15 is old, and I keep telling myself he probably won't be around much longer, but it's still going to kill me to lose him. Shiloh will miss him terribly too. When I came home without him, she sat on the bed whining. I just can't make myself go to bed. At least here, I can occupy my mind. (Shiloh-left, Dink-right)
