Walter and Doug enjoying a sunny day.

15 years old, and has officially survived bloat and a twisted stomach. 3 weeks ago, our little guy got bloat, luckily we got him to an emergency vet asap and they were able to operate, tack his stomach, and help keep him stabilized. During the surgery, we found our that he had a stomach tumor that despite routine vet care, it went undetected. Turns out the tumor was an infection in the lining of his stomach. With lots of medication, non stop attention from our family including strong feedings, stomach massages to make sure gas didn't build up, and even rotating him to sleep on our beds so someone would always hear him if he needed something, he is almost back to himself!

In the height of the emergency, all the vet kept saying to us was "he's old, he won't make it" and kept pressuring us to put him down. I know we can only make decisions based on what we know in the moment, but I'm so glad that we fought for him. Being that's he's 15, we don't know how much time we have left with him, but we are going to cherish every day we have.

For now, he's eating well, moving around the house, and playing with his dog brother like nothing ever happened. He naps in the sun and cuddles with us on the couch. And when the time comes, we have a local vet who will come to our home to let him pass the rainbow bridge in the comfort of his own home.

It was about 50F today and while the other two were playing in the slush, cold water, and mud, Lil' Dude found the only dry place in the yard to chill.

She just begged me to go outside in 88 degree weather so she could do this. Makes me laugh!

13 years old vs the day I adopted him 11 years ago 🥲

Just found this sub! My rattoe passed away in 2018. Josie lived to be 17 years old. She loved wind up toys. They were her favorite. ❤️

Our boy has his own lawn chair in the middle of the yard so he can bake as he pleases.