So Sophie and I popped over to the vet yesterday to have a checkup and blood drawn. The vet didn’t pull any punches… he did say we were at the end of the road. The pills she is on need to work or not much more can be done.
So of course, I anxiously awaited all day for the call. I could barely think and all the stress of course wore me out. Just doing the basic functions was exhausting and of course I had a full day planned. As it got later and later, I of course worried. I noticed the vet doesn’t like giving bad news and seems to save those calls for the end of the day. This time we just got lucky and he was busy. Got the call, while watching Lost in Austen (great movie btw) and the special pills she’s taken are helping. The vet said, “very good news, she’s improving. This looks promising.” Whew! More time to enjoy my ball of white fluff.
Two of my favorite pictures of her – in her favorite spots outside.