This is going to be a bit of a bummer post, but I feel like I owe it to you guys to follow-up on my previous posts about my pup Penny The Ripper. Unfortunately we had to put her down on Sunday after her presumed battle with some kind of cancer. After her ultrasound didn't show much other than some intestinal inflammation, she started on steroids and did well for the first week and half eating chicken and rice. Over Labor Day weekend she began turning up her nose at that and pretty much anything else we tried to feed her. We went through the catalog of lean meats and bland foods including the prescribed hydrolized protein diet but she would never eat more than a couple nibbles of anything. At that point we decided to taper her off the steroids in hopes of getting her in for a endoscopy/biopsy, but her condition steadily declined and she was never going to make it that far. She was on 6 or 7 different types of meds by then and still struggled mightily with pain, weight-loss and muscle atrophy. We woke up Sunday morning and realized it was time to say goodbye. I'm almost positive she knew what was happening when I took her to the vet. She accepted it without a struggle and went peacefully in my arms.
It's been tough around here since then, but we know she's happy now and free of pain. Farewell good girl, you can rip in peace now.
