Flynn 11 y/o Foxie Cross - Right adrenalectomy- Good Bye Flynny We will miss you

Just got caught up on Peg too. It sounds so much like what my Dakota girl experienced. It is so hard to see them struggle with mobility, and when they are big dogs and you can't carry them, even more distressing. Marianne, not sure I have any brilliant feedback but will post on Peg's thread later.

Thanks for asking about Jasper girls. I know I need to post an update on him and mean to. He always has so much going on, the thought if it is daunting. He is having lots of ups and downs, currently struggling with his eating again and low energy but other than that we are hanging in. Most of the time it is one day at a time and Addy, I practice the one good thing every day philosophy. :) I will post on his thread very soon. I really need to get that done, have to get his labwork in order.

Getting the chocolate together now. I have some fancy European chocolate that I will bring to the get together, it is really quite good. So glad I didn't eat it all myself so I can share! :D

We toasted Flynn, think one was unsure whether we should talk about him in case it upset me. But I think I get more upset when we don't talk about him. She said I should change my phone screen saver to the kittens for now, but nope... he is staying. Have loved looking at all his photos and talking memories. I know I won't forget him, and now they know how I feel are very happy to talk about him with me too. So that was good to clear the air.

I emailed all his specialist vets, they were amazed he was still going and said how incredibly well he did. 4 1/2 years since getting liver cancer, how amazing is that. He blew all their stats out the water. So if any dogs come in with hepatocellular carcinoma well the massive kind, then they can do so very well. He had another surgery for a recurrence but that was 2 1/2 years ago. Plus the adrenalectomy in the middle at 3 1/2 years ago. Yep November was always his month to forget. But now June will be too. I often see ppl saying how their dog would not cope in hospital for surgery. Well Flynn hated it too, but the way I figure it is if you can potentially get years of good QOL following that difficult decision and a few days discomfort it always amazed me how well he bounced back. Well, except for the whole swab debacle, but all other times he was great!

Thanks for the mini update Tina, gosh we have all lost touch over the last year or so. I so missed all our chats on here, with the various people that used to pass through. So many hours talking in the small hours when one of us were worried, or someones darling dog had passed. Be lovely to see Mel pop in again too, and Kathy and the others

But for now, will eat the chocolates, drink the tequila and happy to read everyones updates.

Its really weird, 5 nights since Flynn died. Every night I have woken in the wee hours thinking .. whats that sounds like Flynn squeaking. not crying or anything. Probably one of the kittens, but i remember the first night i actually looked over the side of my bed where he used to sleep in his own bed on the floor. As much as I wanted to cuddle that boy, he defo liked his own space. Now I don't believe in all that "sign" stuff, but heck it sure sounded like him. Probably Beaudy though, he meows like a grandfather cat

I think not only did Flynn have the ability to bounce back and how can we forget the swab, yikes, but I think your ability to cope with the post op also played a major role, dear friend. You handled it and handled it stellar, always.

Me and Flynn were lucky, we had all you guys watching our backs and our ever patient vet Mike to contact at any time and advise/reassure me

Yeah, we all coveted Mike the vet. Wanted him cloned and passed around to all of us. All forces aligned to give Flynny a good life.

Didn't you find him on the side of the road and brought him home?

I think you will have lots of signs, just watch and be open.

Mel posted once a while back. I think about her often, every timeI see a new Christmas decoration, I think of that Christmas she bought her penguin that lit up, I wanted one so much.

LOL I remember you had penguin envy.

Yes, I did find him on the road. Was going to this small shopping centre where my hairdresser was located. He was in the traffic. no collar, took him back to side of road. He looked well cared for, not skinny or many. Thought his careless owner must have wandered off and lost him. Or else he got away. Went and got my hair done, he poked his head in the door half way through and I asked the girls to give him a drink. When I came out 2 hours later he was still loitering about, was trying to follow a girl walking her rottweiler, she kept telling him to bugger off.

So I took him, was getting dark. Couldn't just leave him there he was 6-9 months old. Never had a dog before in my life. That first night he ate my brand new pair of shoes. :eek::eek: thought hmmmm your not as cute as you look little dog. Off to the SPCA with you. They will find your irresponsible owner. So I dropped him off there.

The following week I rang them to see if they found the owner, no they told me. Plus the little dog is being put down on Tuesday (2 days away) so his time running out.

Oh god, couldn't have that on my conscience even if he was a shoe chewer. SPCA had sent him to the pound, I went over there. He was in this row of cages with all the big nasty dogs barking with them till he was hoarse. Then I had to pass a test, they had to come inspect my house to make sure I was a suitable dog parent. Pay a fee to spring him out the pound and took him home. It was Mum's birthday, Dec 16th 2001. That is how I got my one and only Flynny!

Yes, I sure miss all those wee hour chats too. Sometimes they were just lighthearted chats, but lots were during difficult times, a crisis situation or a loss. I think about Mel often too.

Sounds like your night out with your friends was just what you needed. A toast to Flynn was perfect.

I have thought a lot the past few days about all the challenges he faced with you by his side, the awesome Mike, the times sitting up here worrying about how the little man was doing during or after one major procedure or another. Lots of times crucial things were occurring while I was at work due to the time difference, and that drove me crazy. Felt like I couldn't focus properly! :) He was so fortunate to have you for his Mum. Always level headed, logical, calm and so so strong. OMG, yes, that swab debacle. Gosh, that was so scary. Today I was also thinking about that time he got into some skewered chicken or something and ate it stick and all!! That was terrifying and could have been a disaster.

OMG the chicken kebab skewer disaster. OMG that freaked me out, probably more than his surgery. Mum had cooked dinner but that day I decided I wasn't hungry just then and took it home. Stopped at shop on way home, and the little bugger got in the front seat while my back was turned, unwrapped my dinner and ate it.. chicken skewer including the pointy end!!

Got home frantically searched the car for the stick. No sign of it, txt Mike who for once wasn't at work. He said give him more to eat so his tummy is full, Flynny thought that a great idea and scoffed it down. Mike phoned in to his colleagues and said we were coming in and to make him sick! He did a puke and only half of the stick came out, I knew cos I measured the whole one and knew how long it was. We all sat there thinking OMG it not all out what we do now, but just then he puked again and out came the pointy bit. Phew... their afternoon receptionist always jokes how well she remembers it because that was her first day working there... she always had a special soft spot for the chicken skewer dog after that :)

My god, it is a true wonder this dog ever got to 15... lol loving the memories

Quite a good story, how Trish found Flynn. I did not remember or did not know the whole story. Made me smile.

Did he ever chew up another pair of shoes?

Meant to be, Trish, destined to be together. Like my Zoe and me, I was supposed to adopt Roz, but she was taken and there was Zoe.


Geese, I forgot about the skewer, Tina.

Ah Trish, and rooting for the All Blacks and you would put Flynn's tee shirt on him.