For the second night in a row, startled by a desperate yelp from my oldest mutt-child (Butch Aroo, age 15) signaling that he'd lost his bowels, and was unable to get up and out of his mess.
Butchie has degenerative myelopathy which is slowly paralyzing his hindquarters. After getting him up and reassuring him that he wasn't in trouble (poor guy... so humiliating), his little brother (Jack Bean, age 14) proceeded to puke 3 times in quick succession, an all-too-common stress reaction.
Heartbroken that we will soon have to make that difficult decision for Butchie. :no: As it stands, he still has his appetite and seems fairly happy to be alive, so we're just trying to spoil him even more and make his remaining time as sweet as possible. So, so hard.