Quinn crossed the Rainbow Bridge tonight at 7:45pm. He's had a gastronoma (pancreas tumor) for a few years now, but its been mostly under control. Unfortunately he started declining in the past month. He's lost 10 lbs, and over the previous weekend, declined sharply. He started vomiting everything and was taken to the hospital to get fluids. We brought him back home, but he was only able to hold down food for about 12 hours and the cycle started again. By tuesday morning, we knew his quality of life was severely suffering. He could barely get up and wouldn't walk more than a few steps before laying back down. He showed no interest in food (including potato chips, milk, and any other goodies we could think of) or water.
It was the hardest thing we've had to do, but we knew it had to be done. We took him in tonight and it was over pretty quickly with no pain for Quinn. We know he's waiting for us at the Bridge, playing ball and eating hordes of steaks and popcorn. We'll miss him terribly but we know he's at peace and no longer in any pain.