
Hi Everyone,
Right around midnight tonight we had to have Bomber put down as his body was succumbing to a tumor on his spleen which had ruptured and was bleeding into his stomach. I went out to say goodnight to the dogs around 11:00 and noticed that Bomber was extremely lethargic, he wouldn't move, his stomach was very distended and he barely responded to me calling his name. Normally, as soon as I'm opening that sliding glass door he's there and ready for his goodnight pat.
I came into the house and told Eric that there was something really wrong with Bomber. After going out and seeing him for himself, I found an emergency animal clinic. We got Bryce out of bed, loaded Bomber up in the truck and had him there in about 10 minutes.
After the doctor examined him and took an x-ray he explained the tumor, the internal bleeding and our options. They could most certainly do surgery, but he would only have a 30% chance of making it through and if it worked, his life would only be extended 6 months...and they wouldn't necessarily be enjoyable for him.
So we had to make a really tough decision. In that time, Eric spoke to the staff and inquired if we could bring his body home with us to bury him. It isn't something they normally allow, but Eric somehow talked them into it. So Eric, Bryce and I all went back and said our goodbyes. Bryce even gave him a hug. It was very sweet. We stood by him, petting him and talking to him as he fell asleep.
Eric and I buried him tonight when we got home. I put Bryce to bed and we went to work. Katie laid next to him and wouldn't move. He was all wrapped up, but she knew who it was. It just broke my heart.
He was the best dog I've ever known in my life. It sounds cheesy, I know, but he was what I had to take care of all of those years we didn't have children. It's been a very emotional night for us. Sorry for the sad news, but I thought I'd get a post up tonight before we go to bed. And, of course, a picture :)
Leah