If you happen to check back in here, I wanted to say thank you for letting us know what happened. (and again how very sorry I am! reading that story made me cry too; I'm in the office so I hope no one comes in)
I have almost lost my Caddy (not once but twice actually ...)
the first time (they think was an ulcer from chewing wood) he had stopped eating, but I thought he was just sleeping a lot - this was during a very cold time/ice storm outside; so they sleep more in the winter - and I thought that was all it was. There were two pds in there and the food was disappearing so I didn't realize he was not eating anything at all; or drinking; because they sleep so much in the winter and he was older, so I didn't really know to be worried.
Turns out he wad dehydrated, but I had no idea;
When I noticed he was laying "FLAT on his belly' and I picked him up and no movement, nothing, I thought he had passed already, but I heard a little whimper, so I immediately called the vet (I too live an hour away from anywhere); I was panicked and crying (hysterical actually) and they told me about the gatorade; and I couldn't believe how much of a difference it made; he had energy again and ate the nugget I gave him. Took him to the vet the next morning and told me about the ulcer and that's why he stopped eating and drinking; b/c it hurt his little tummy - so he was on some meds prescribed from the vet for his ulcer (basically a form of pepto to coat his stomach); and he was getting better. Then Chloe (my little girl pd/Caddy's companion) she had an accident while I was at work on a Friday (I still don't know what happened, something in her cage) Well, she couldn't move her hind legs at all when I got home and she was ok otherwise; eating, drinking acting normal, just her back half seemed paralized; even the vet said so and said she'd probably regain the use of her back legs again (This was Saturday the next day). Then on Sunday I picked her up and blood came out of her, so I panicked and immediately took her to the emergency vet hospital - she was internally bleeding and she was very weak. THEY DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING - they had the nerve to ask me what a pd's temperature is supposed to be; they are supposed to be the experts; also they asked me this after making us wait over 2 hours to even be seen by a tech, not even a real vet. They still charged me over $100 for that visit. I had spent $460 the day before at their regular vet b/c of the xrays (that showed no broken bones, etc.) - So I took her home, knowing deep down that this was probably it - I just held her all night long and took her to her regular vet the next morning praying that someone could do something - perform some sort of miracle! Within 15 minutes they told me she had passed. I just held her and cried and cried, and I know I heard a 'whimper' and felt her foot move a little; I hated that she was suffering so much, and they kept insisting she was gone, but I knew she wasn't, so I made them do the euthanization to make sure whe wasnt suffering any longer. So I went home and Caddy knew something happened - he acted strange; he was really depressed and stopped eating and drinking; he just kept going down hill I was afraid he'd pass too if I didn't get him a friend or two . I got two new pds (b/c if I got just one, then that one would go through it when Caddy is gone). So they keep him company and they perked him up, but he is older and doesn't have the energy they do, and with two young ones and him, it definitely shows his age. I worry about him everyday and dread the day that I lose him; he's my pride and joy in life (I love all my animals but there is something just really special about my caddy!) I don't know why I'm writing all of this, I guess your story made me think about it all and I wanted you to know you are not alone! We all have a special place in our hearts!
Thank you again for sharing with us and I am so so sorry!