Frustration

Abby just threw up what she ate today - which wasn't much, but at least it was something. That means she didn't get her supplements or (probably) her antibiotic. It also means that we will probably be going back to the vet tomorrow. It's looking like we need to x-ray and/or ultrasound to see exactly what's going on inside. In the meantime, I feel terrible for her. She seems very tired. Okay, but tired. She did play with me some today and was relatively perky - trotting outside and following me up and down stairs, but she's definitely not right.

I just want to help her. Help her to be comfortable and happy for as long as she chooses to be with us - and it will be her choice. It might be a day or it might be ten years. Living like Abby isn't much fun today. We'll see how tomorrow is...