The cat...
...is not doing well.
Molly, that is.
When the vet calls you three times in a day - and starts the talk about "quality of life" - you know it's probably not going to end well.
They got her to eat something just at the end of today, surprisingly. I wonder...can she do it? She's pulled herself back from the brink of death many times over...can she do it one more time?
We shall see. Not feeling too hopeful, though.
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Not a happy place to be, my dear Mags. I was there not too long ago, so truly, my heart goes out to you.
Wishing you strength and peace in the days ahead.
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