Well today Kikyo's breathing idn't getting better...it's much much worse. She's breathing thru her mouth with her toungue hanging out. So tomorrow morning we're taking her to the vet to have her put to sleep. I'm so upset about this. I've been crying off and on for the past 3 days. Kevin tells me it's nothing I did and we tried our best (with the budget we had...even spending more than we should have) to heal her and make her comfortable. She's not comfortable anymore. It's a chore for her to breathe and she hasn't eaten in 3 days...even with the appetite stimulant pill I've been giving her. We ran out of the steroid yesterday and were gonna get it refilled tomorrow, but now there's no point. We still have 1/2 a bottle of Lasix that we don't need now. Somthing in the neighborhood of 20 pills.

It's breaking my heart, but I look into her eyes and she's ready to go. She's been trying to hang on for us and I love her for it. I just hold in my heart what fawN told me about the pets in the afterlife. That they're the first to greet you when you cross over and they're so excited & happy to see you that they delay you in getting to see the people waiting to greet you. That makes me happy. That when I cross over I'll get to see my precious Kikyo in all her obnoxious splendour and love her all over again. *wipes away tears* I'm really gonna miss her and all her quirky ways I've gotten so used to over the years. I keep telling her today that I love her. I hope she understands me. I hope we kept her happy and loved her and she loved us. I hope she knows that we love her.