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Contains images of a dog with a tube in their nose, cone, medical distress.

On August 16th, 2025 - my longtime companion Sampson was rushed to the vet after he lost his appetite and began to excrete blood; He was taken to urgent and then emergency care where he was kept overnight for pancreatitis and a blockage in his gut obtained after trying to eat grass to ease his stomach.

He needed a risky operation to remove the blockage or he was done for.

I of course wanted to take the chance and put myself into ten-thousand dollars of debt.
I slept on the floor with him for several hours until it was time for the operation, where the tough-bastard shook off fentanyl before going under the knife.

The surgery was a success, and he was reported to be more 'perky' and 'curious' about the vets- who instructed me to come up to help him eat as he seemed too nervous to eat a full meal.

Right before I arrived, they called me again alerting me that his condition began to deteriorate rapidly: when I arrived- he was drowning in his own fluids and had only minutes to live, leaving me no choice but to give the okay to ease his passing.

I made sure I was there for him each time they had to poke or prod at him. He was incredibly smart and was keen to rest on your stomach when he sensed you were upset, and is the only reason I didn't take my life nearly a decade ago.

Any help is appreciated, even if it's just sharing.

I apologize again for the distressing photos on the GoFundMe.