Sweet Little Pee Wee

IN MEMORY OF PEE WEE!

This sweet little poodle is going to be hard to write about. Pee Wee had a rough start in life. When he was born it was about a day and a half when I realized he couldn't get any milk from his mom. I ended up have to syringe puppy milk into his mouth every 2 to 3 hours. It was touch and go several times, but I would never give up and he finally begin to gain about an ounce every few days. I weaned him from puppy milk when he was about 4 weeks old and fed him baby food. He lived on stage 2 chicken food for about another month when I began to add Bil Jac Puppy food to his chicken. By the time he got to about 7 months he weighed 1 lb. 8 ozs. That is as big as he ever got.

Pee Wee was never sick after making it through those first few months and he was such a bundle of energy. I, as usual got way too attached. I bought a new dog treat for my dogs and gave him one and all I can figure out is he must have stolen the others from my other 2 poodles and ate too much and it tore his little tummy up. When I let him out of his bed the next morning he acted fine. We were getting ready to go kayaking with some friends when I notice he had a little diarrhea and had thrown up so I gave him some pepto and nutri-cal. I took all of my dogs to the pen since we were going to be gone for a long time. I worried all day about him but was on the water and couldn't get any service to call anyone to check on him. I got home about 8 or so and immediately ran to the pen, he was limp and lethargic. I ran to the house and started getting karo syrup down him with the help of my friend Kathy. I called the vet and he told me to continue doing what I was and if it was hypoglycemia he would start coming around in about 30 minutes. It didn't work so we took off for the vets office.

My vet said he might have a new strain of parvo that doesn't matter if their vaccinations are up to date. The parvo test came back negative. With an IV and tons of other meds and vitamin shots in him we decided it would be best if he stayed there so they could start more meds early in the morning. I told Pee Wee bye and that I loved him as I left him wrapped in blankets and under a heat lamp. By 10:40 pm (we barely walked in the door) when the vet called and Pee Wee had passed away.

It is all my fault I knew he didn't feel good and I went with everyone anyways. I didn't want to leave him but knew that Wayne would be so aggravated with me if I told him I wasn't going. I can't believe I chose having fun rather than being here for Pee Wee. I will forever blame myself for giving him the treats and then leaving him in the pen sick and dying with out me there to take care and keep an eye on him. I know if I would have been here I would have seen him getting worse and could have got him help sooner. Maybe I could have prevented this horrible tragedy. I am so crushed right now. I was out having tons of fun on the river while my little Pee Wee lay in the pen dying.

It's going to be a long time before I can go out kayaking because all I will be thinking about is what I did to Pee Wee. RIP Pee Wee, I love you and will miss you terribly.