Thursday, January 6, 2011
WE ARE VERY SAD
Then Gabe went outside and he was having more diarrhea, and when Mom went out to see about him, he just kind of lay down in the grass, like he couldn't even stand up anymore. So Mom went back in the house to get a muzzle because she has learned her lesson about trying to pick Gabe up if he is in pain, and she has the scars to prove it. So she put the muzzle on Gabe, but he was too sick to even try to bite her.
So Mom took Gabe over there, and the doctors looked at him and took x-rays and they found out that Gabe had a bunch of nasty fluid stuff in his abdomen, and the fluid was full of bacteria. Which meant that it was leaking out of his guts someplace. And the fancy name for this is a "perforated bowel."
The doctor thought that it was probably Gabe's inflammatory bowel disease that made him have a hole in his guts, but it might also be because he had a tumor there or because he ate something sharp. And the doctor said that the only way to fix Gabe was to do surgery, which she wasn't sure he would live through, and Mom asked if maybe Gabe should be put to sleep, and the doctor said that if it was her dog, that is what she would do.
So Mom said goodbye to Gabe and told him what a good dog he was, except when he bit her, and she told him she loved him and stuff like that. And she stayed with him while the doctor gave him a shot that made him go to sleep forever.
And this morning, when we were eating breakfast and I thought maybe I could sneak close to Mel's dish and get a little bite of something, Barry attacked me. So I think Barry is feeling like it's strange not to have Gabe here as the beta dog, and he wants to make sure that he, Barry, is still the alpha dog. Which he is, I guess, unless I decide I should be the alpha dog. But Barry is bigger than me, so I will probably have to settle for being the beta dog, like Gabe used to be.