Darbie was just 10 years old when i had to put him down on March 27,2010.He was a brown,black and white saint bernard mix who loved everyone even those who were mean to him. He helped me get through my mom's sickness and death, he also helped me get through the death of my grandmother. He was his usual self until one day he refused to eat and since this has happened before i though nothing of it. I set up a vet appointment, they couldn't see me until March 25. He began to rapidly lose weight and when the vet appointment finally came around he had gone from 56 pounds to 45 pounds. The vet did a series of tests and told me he had pancrititis and that his odds of survival were not good. So the vet gave me a bunch of IVs and other medications, then i took my baby home. He lasted until that saturday. He was dry heaving all night and when i looked into his warm, soft brown eyes he seemed to be screaming at me "Mom please do something I am in pain here". So i made the appointment at the vets to have his pain ended forever. I never left his side even after he drew his final breath.
Darbie 
I too lost a dog to pancreatitis and know how devastating and quickly it can take our beloved pets. I am sure that he is running happily at rainbow bridge with all the other animals and always is watching over you. 
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