Well, Wilson (crazy dog in my avitar) my dog for 13 years, is having a bad problem and it has got me really down. For the last couple of weeks he has been unable to keep any thing down. Normal weight 150 now at 135. Even water makes him whine in pain. The vet seems to think he has developed a thing called,Megaesophagus. http://www.caninemegaesophagus.org/ I have had 14 Malamutes in my lifetime and this is completely new to me. X-rays at the vet in 6 hrs. to find out for sure. Its 2 A.M and I cant even sleep due to worries. Wilson has cheated death on 4 or 5 occasions in his life due to a twisted stomach that damn near had him blown up like a blimp. 80mph. race THROUGH TOWN to the emergency vet on that one. He has also bloated a few times. His first vet (now retired lol) said he was like a cat with 9 lives. But ever since the bad stomach twist deal, he somehow knows we saved his life. I am 100% positive on this. His relationship with the family really bonded like I have never felt in any other animal. This is hard to put into words. It sounds queer, but I have not felt this type of attachment to any other animal in my life, and I have a feeling in a short time, my best friend, will be going limp in my arms from a shot to end his pain. I am not sure how I am going do this. Its been over 15 years since I have shed a tear in sadness (cried when my daughter was born but they were tears of joy), but I am now, like a baby at times. I just needed to get this off my chest.