March 7, 2019
Agreement on dealing with reality came too late today, so now we will have to wait until tomorrow. Part of me hopes that she just slips away tonight, comfortable at home, rather than have the further indignity of another trip to the vet. I think she is beyond caring at this point, but her damn stubborn tortie-tude won’t give up, won’t let her just rest. Boo is looking a little bit better, both he and Manxy are confused by her camping out in the TV room. There will be more disruption tomorrow for them to deal with.