My old man Mickey has been quite sick since Friday morning. To say he feels under the weather is an egregious understatement.

After a long day of no appetite and atrocious symptoms Friday, I called the vet late that afternoon and secured an early Saturday appointment. Blood work, x-rays and a bloody (literally) exam confirmed pancreatitis.

I had no idea what pancreatitis is and how horrible — and potentially fatal — such a thing could be for dogs. My poor, poor Mickey.

With meds and fluids, prayers and more, Jim and I and our amazing vet are doing our darnedest to help Mickey rebound. Considering his senior status — 15 years old — things are heartrendingly iffy at this point. Any healing thoughts and prayers you could please send his way would be immensely appreciated. Thank you so much!