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Hello nice readers, Dennis’s Dada here again. We here in the mythical city of Oceanside would like to thank all our friends for the outpouring of tail wags and purrs from the POTP during Tucker’s last fight, and for all the touching tributes, thoughts, and memories everyone left about Tucker to help us mark his passing. My father sent me this old picture of Tucker in his prime, sitting on the window seat (which Dennis later destroyed) behind the chaise lounge (which Dennis later destroyed), looking out through the vertical blinds (which Dennis later destroyed) to take stock of his domain (which Dennis later des … wait, no, that’s still there, mostly) like a prince (which Tucker was). We’re sure Tucker is back in this young, strong, healthy body as he steals treats from everyone’s table up at the Rainbow Bridge.
Oh, I almost forgot about the question posed in the title of the post. The correct answer would, of course, be “priceless”.
Hello nice readers, Dennis’s Dada here. Unfortunately the news on Tucker is not so good — he has not wanted to eat much since yesterday afternoon. Today has seen a worsening in GI symptoms from both directions, to put it delicately. After consulting with his internist, the conclusion is that the new treatment is not working. We are pulling Tucker off most of his other medications except for Cyclosporine and Soloxine and starting him on Prednisolone tomorrow in a last-ditch effort to get his IBD back under control. The internist is giving this a 50-50 chance of working in Tucker’s case. We should be able to tell within a few days if there’s any positive movement. Tucker is a little fighter and has bounced back so many times from health scares that it’s been said he has more lives than a cat, so we’re all hoping he can surprise us one more time. If any dog can do that in this situation, it’s Tucker! But if anyone has a few tail wags and purrs to spare, the whole gang here in the mythical land of Oceanside would appreciate it.