Ceasar is Thor's brother whose story is on this site.  Ceasar was 11 years old on October 1, 2007 and lived a very healthy life.  He was so full of fun, spunk, and most of all love.  At 10 years old he started having some problems with his inner ears and had a bout of vertigo.  He was fine after that and came home from his overnight stay at the hospital with a weeks supply of Prednisone and he was good to go.

This past May he started getting seizures, his first on May 28, 2007 which could have been caused by old age and our vet said let's see what happens.  Ceasar had another seizure on July 20, after which we put him on Prednisone, still not sure what was going on.  We suspected the problem may be in the head, but at Ceasar's age, we hesitated at bringing him for a MRI since even if we put a name on the sickness, what then?  We were not going to put him through a surgery at our vet's advice.

Ceasar goofing off on Easter several years back with his duck

Many hospitals will tell you they can help and things will be fine but really they wouldn't and he was not letting anyone cut the dog open on his watch.  He has treated both my Rottweilers since age 8 weeks.  So their best interest was always in his hands.  So we did take him off the Prednisone and he had another seizure on August 18, and then we were almost sure of what was going on, since all blood work was fine.  He started having bouts of diarrhea which turned to colitis, and that too passed.  The whole time he was a trooper and anytime I was so upset and thought he was down, he would bounce back again.  My vet told me it was for me.  He remained on the Prednisone (20 mg 2x/day) and also Tramadol (50 mg 2x/day), alone with antibiotics and he was fine.  The Prednisone really did work for several months (at least 5) to keep him pretty steady and the inflammation down.  Just a older man, but very happy and always with me.

Our vet  is from the University of Pennsylvania and told us for Ceasar at 11 years old to have any kind of surgery, would have been very traumatic and would not have made a much difference with the time we had left with Ceasar.  So we treated Ceasar and made things as normal as possible for him and he was very unstressed and happy.  We had to tell him go slow up and down the four steps out back and, he was still so good at knowing exactly what you were telling him.  This past Thursday, I left for work and he was fine, when my husband got home he would not eat and he had a hard time getting up.  He did eat a little hand fed, by that night, I  thought he was going to die, his breathing was so labored, but he got up to come to bed and that was the last time he walked.

Something went haywire and Friday he would not eat or walk, so I did get him to eat a treat or two and Saturday morning he went to the hospital.  We tried everything in one last attempt to save him and bring him back, he was on two shots a day of dexamethasone for 2 days and fluids.  He ate and was pretty alert and in no pain, but he could not walk even when he tried.  We tried to get him outside with towels and his mobility just was not there.  His feet and even paws would knuckle over which means it is neurological.  I spent all day Sunday with him at the hospital and we had very good quality time together, and this morning we were going to see if he had improved as far as being able to get up.  Caesar's body was too tired, as much as his mind wanted to stay with us and I knew that's why he came back from being down a few times since May.  Not this time, and I knew it was time and he went very peacefully with me and his dad there.

He is our beloved baby, as was Thor.  They both had great lives and brought so much joy and happiness to ours.  Rottweilers are like our children, they are great dogs and I'd have no other.  God love you, Ceasar and Thor.  I told Thor last night he may need to be their at the bridge for his brother and I know he was.  He had never let me down.  Ceasar loved us so very much I know and we loved him, I am crying thinking about having to loose him, but Liz how fortunate I was to have him for eleven years, but it was not long enough.

Always in our hearts and lives, we love you,  Mommy and Daddy and all your family.