The DOOM Spaniels

the most elegant way of accepting a strawberry

Such a goof 😂 He just threw himself on his back suddenly and started doing this

Also there's a part 2 of this wait for it 😆

First real group hike for these three. It was admittedly easier to handle three than it was to handle two at first. Either I'm better at this or they are.

#look at them all being so good

@farm-paws The long terrier has you fooled. This took many attempts, and most of them were this kind of nonsense:

I think I'll just keep this on her forever

Cone of Shame Pride

Just a good boy trying to take a nap.

Sound warning?

Tiny howls

Oh

Oh my god

Two deadly weapons staring at me

Hubble was diagnosed with lymphoma last Thursday (May31, 2018). They found that his entire intestinal tract is thickened, his lymph nodes swollen. The prognosis for dogs with lymphoma is poor at best. We are waiting on a biopsy to get scheduled, a 2-3k biopsy that I can’t afford. I am hoping for a miracle for my small space boy. I love him more than life itself, I cannot bear to lose him. Hubble continues to struggle to eat, probably due to the swelling in his intestines. Hopefully we can get him on steroids to reduce the swelling and hopefully encourage him to eat soon.  Right now I am not thankful for the time we have had, I’m so greedy for more, I want what I was promised, 12 years with the love of my life, my heart and soul. I planned all the things we would do over a lifetime, I did not expect to have to squeeze in every experience, a lifetime of moments in less than a year.  I’m struggling to juggle caring for Hubble, taking him to appointments, and taking him to do things and caring for the other 3. I wake up in the middle of the night terrified that he’s died in my bed, I check his breathing, his pulse, and cry myself back to sleep. I’m sure I will survive losing him, but I don’t want to, I don’t want to wake up and live without him, missing him. I close my eyes and see his body, the one I have held, loved, watched grow, in a black bag in the vet’s freezer.

His sports medicine vet said do anything he wants, do everything he likes. So I’ve started doing just that. But its not the same, knowing we are doing these things not just for fun but because we won’t be able to, because he won’t be here. Everyone tells me to live for now, for the moment, but its not possible to forget why I have to take Hubs on adventures everyday. 

I could use a little help financially since before we even begin treatment it will be 5k, so if you need photos edited, please let me know. I want Hubble to be as healthy as possible for as long as possible, I want as many days with him as I can. Its really hard for me to ask for help, but Hubble needs it.

For those of you asking, my paypal is [email protected]

It’s very hard for me to take anything without giving something in return, and this is the only time I will do so. I’m happy to send you guys thank you cards of hubs. I think I can check addresses on paypal if you have an account, but just type it in the notes section for me and make it easier.

I’m really sorry for reblogging this again today, but if any of you have ever done art of Hubble, would you please send it to me? Idc if its small or huge. If you are okay sending it, please contact me for my address. Please guys.

Hubble’s procedure didn’t go well. He struggled to recover from sedation, so they kept him for over 12 hours in the office. When I brought him home he was in so much pain he couldn’t lay down, the incision is enormous. I left to pee and was gone for 30 seconds I came back to him standing, blood all over the floor and all over him, he had popped some stitches. We had to go to Blue Pearl to have him sedated yet again, get the stitches repaired, get fluids, iv pain meds and nausea meds because he was miserable, and screaming he was in so much pain. 

I got him home around 2am, at 4am he woke up after the iv meds wore off and was crying and vomiting, I gave him tramadol, which did nothing and he cried all night. He’s refusing to eat, tried to give him his meds this morning, they all came back up his vomit is brown and scary. I took him to our vet, they are hospitalized him again for strong pain meds, doing some scans, iv fluids, and nausea medication. 

What was supposed to be a 2k procedure has cost me 4k in the last two days, 6k in the last month. I’m officially completely broke, I officially can’t feed myself, my parents are going to have to help with my bills and I’m applying for credit cards and loans. I’ve never heard a dog scream like Hubble was last night, I never want to again. He can’t even lay down, I have to pick him up and lay him down on his side, otherwise he falls asleep standing up and then falls and screams. I’m scared he’s just going to drop dead and he’ll never come home. I was just able to go get him (7pm), an hour after the office closed, they had to carry him out in a stretcher because he’s unable to walk. Now both vets are working on Hubble’s case. They are extremely concerned that he’s not eating, his liver and pancreas are suffering because of the lack of nutrition. Tonight I have to force feed him prescription recovery food, tomorrow they want him back in for a feeding tube. They left his catheter in, his belly is wrapped up tight in bandages, he can’t go to the bathroom standing up. He was in so much emotional distress while hospitalized that they had to sedate him. I’m supposed to give him his pain medication only tonight, hopefully he will keep it down. At this point they vets are looking at rarer explanations for whats going on, that could be comorbid with lymphoma. Hubble still needs help, hospitalizations, tests, treatments and I’m drowning financially. I hate asking for help, but I still really need it. I’m so thankful for the little over 800 that was raised and it did help me cover some costs, but with all these complications the overall cost has exploded. If you can, please help Hubs out, if my followers each donated only 75 cents we’d be golden. My paypal is listed above. I will be posting the receipts tomorrow most likely, depending on how things go with him. I’m hoping and praying for a quiet night so he can rest, last night he cried for hours and hours and its definitely not helping recovery. Its been the worst 2 days of my life and his.