This post is dedicated to my much-loved sweet dog Thor.
Our big guy loved to go camping, or anywhere in the car with us. He just loved to go places. If you said “Beach” we went nutty, he sure loved going to the beach.
Over the 4th of July holiday weekend I noticed that Thor wasn’t eating much and was drinking tons of water. After a couple of days I thought he was doing better and I saw him eating a bit more. He was still drinking tons of water.
Last Friday I took him in to see his doctor. They took blood and checked him over really good. Doc said that his liver felt swollen but we would know more when the blood work came back.
The next day, Saturday, Thor’s doctor called and said that his numbers for his pancreas should be about 0 to 450 – Thor’s was 35,000!!! That’s when we first started talking about cancer. He said we really needed to get an ultrasound to know what was going on for sure.
Monday morning, July 18th I took Thor to Tacoma to the animal hospital. That’s when I was told that Thor had liver cancer and it was very bad. All though his liver and maybe spreading into other organs. They took a sample of his liver and sent it out to the lab.
On Tuesday night about 8:00 pm Thor’s doctor called me to tell me that it was very bad and that he thought a combination of steroids and stuff to make his stomach feel better should get him eating again. Thor was thinking differently. He never did eat again. He started getting so weak and it was breaking my heart to see him hardly be able to go outside and up and down the 3 steps. He still wiggled his tail when we talked to him and he laid by us and loved having his ears rubbed.
I took Thursday off work and stayed home with him so I could make sure he got his meds and that he was doing ok.
Rick was home with him on Friday and when I got home from work it really scared me… I knew the end was very near. That night I helped him get up on the bed with Rick and he just stretched out next to him and went to sleep. I kept our other dog Cassie out in the living room with me all night so she wouldn’t bother Thor. My plan was to call the doctor in the morning. Thor got up during the night and laid at the foot of our bed in his favorite spot and went to sleep. In the morning Rick woke me to tell me that Thor passed during the night. I walked in and saw him laying there… he looked so peaceful and like he was just sleeping. I said good-bye and we put him on his blanket & bed. We carried him out to the garage and called the vet on call. About 10:00 am we delivered Thor to Petland cemetery to be cremated. I will pick him up on Monday and we will scatter his ashes at his favorite beach. I can’t even begin to tell you how sad I feel. Today I have caught myself looking for him a couple of times. I just want to have him here with us. Rick and I got Thor the month after we moved in together. Thor was 2 weeks old when we got him. His mother was killed and that’s why we took him at such a young age. I had to bottle feed him for at least the first month we had him.
Thor Thor Bing… January 2000 to July 23, 2011 – you will be missed sooooo much!