He seemed a happy fellow and we went on some lovely long walks together and we went to most places together, rarely left alone because he suffered from separation anxiety and I didn’t like to leave him.
On the 20th December, I took him for his usual afternoon walk. I noticed he was eating a lot of grass. When we got home, he vomited it up. As the evening went on, he continued to be sick and started having diarrhoea as well. I was in a quandary at this point, but then he started pooing a red tacky substance.
I rushed him to the emergency vet at 02.30am and the vet said he had gastroenteritis and would keep him in. I rang the next morning and they said he was comfortable, I could hear him barking in the background.
I rang the following morning and again they said he was fine. Then at 03.00am I got a call to say he’d taken a turn for the worse, gone into cardiac arrest and died.
I was devastated, I’d only had him for three months. We were still bonding. In those three months, he filled my life with so much happiness. Now it just feels empty again. I keep thinking that he’s still here with me.
If your Schnauzer is showing any signs of illness, please don’t hesitate to get him to the vet. I’d hate for anyone to experience this loss. He was supposed to be with me, my companion for a long time, not gone so quick.
