Sir Pete 2/13/04--8/9/08


Boxer
Picture of Sir Pete  2/13/04--8/9/08, a male Boxer

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Home:Erie, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
P, Pete

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Birthday:
February 13th 2004

Likes:
belly rubs

Favorite Toy:
his orange stuffed ball

Favorite Food:
raw

Arrival Story:
Pete was listed in the local paper "free to a good home" . I immediately called my friend and we went out to see him (knowing one of us would end up with him or he would go to the rescue we foster with). She tried first, but there were jealousy issues between her 2 pups and P. We babysat him for a few days and decided to keep him here. He's turned out to be the perfect fit for our family and especially his sister Lucy.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 5th 2008 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
795932


Meet my family
Lucy the
Valiant Lady
(CGC)
Miller (1/95 -
2/10/09)
Rilian

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I loved my family and am now pain-free and happy


I loved my family ...I am now pain-free and happy again

August 10th 2008 11:19 am
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I was diagnosed with Diabetes Insipidus almost 2 months ago.

Over the course of the last month, things have declined for me. I had bitten 2 of my skin-children about a month ago. Mom was right there and witnessed it, they didn't do anything wrong. I then bit 1 of the children again and then Mom herself about 2 weeks ago. Since then, I've been quarantined in the dining room during the day when Dad was not home. I never snapped or attempted to show any type of agression towards Dad, or my "other Mom", Mom's best friend. Dad let me out before and after work and played outside with me for about 2hrs each day.

Mom never gave me reason not to trust her as she had been my main source of food, water & potty breaks. When I started snapping at her, she knew something was seriously wrong. She's at a complete loss as to what suddenly went wrong with me.

I had 5 vet trips in 2 months. They've run every test possible.. a full panel and a full thyroid panel. Not to mention numerous cultures and extras. She's consulted with many people (vets, behaviourists, rescue directors, trainers etc) regarding this and it was concluded that I either had 1.) a brain tumor or 2.) major head trauma occuring before I had come to my new family. There's nothing to "fix" major head trauma or brain tumors so there was nothing else that could be done.

My Moms and Dad had a hard decision to make. It especially wasn't an easy decision for Dad. He asked just last night if there were any other tests that could be done and was willing to sell the house just to help me.

Ultimately, the safety of my family and my happiness outweighed anything else and the decision was made. Since I couldn't be trusted with Mom (she feels horrible that she wasn't able to take me) and it was too hard on Dad, he asked my other Mom to take me to the vet today. She even called Dad to double check with him before leaving.

Even today as my Mom and skin-sister went to pet me to say goodbye, I went for their faces and tried to bite.

I was in good hands as I considered Duke and Kota's Mom my "Mommy", probably moreso then the Mom I lived with.

I am now happy and pain-free. My family loved me so much and I loved them. I know they did EVERYTHING they could to help me, unfortunately they ran out of tests to do. My illness took over and I had no way to control it.

 
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