Last week we had to say goodbye to our dear Sully. About two months ago we took him to the vet for vomiting that was getting more frequent. The most likely problem was a food sensitivity so we found a limited ingredient food and started a trial with it to see if that would help. When it didn't, we tried another food with a different protein and even more limited ingredient list. That didn't help either, the vomiting was getting more frequent and he was loosing weight.
Blood tests, X-rays and exploratory surgery failed to give any clear indication of what it could be but he was loosing more weight, unable to keep much food down or digest completely what food did pass through. It became clear that it was something serious. Lymphoma. At only 9 years old, I didn't think I would have to deal with this for at least a few more years but life holds many surprises, good and bad.
Sully was a very special dog for us. Our first dog we had together, he completed our family. He was also Mike's first special dog that he connected with beyond just a pet. He was like our son. He went everywhere with us, including vacations through 8 states. His last trip was traveling up Route 66 with us just this summer. The house feels quiet, but Stewart is helping keep us company. We will miss him very much. It's hard to think about right now but I'm sure there will come a day when we're ready to welcome a new furry family member into our home but for now we will be a family of 3.