Reading all of your kind words brings tears to my eyes, my friends. Thank you all so much. I hope I have been able to bring a tenth of the comfort that you all have provided for me today when you have been, or will be, in the same position.

Our Murphy is comfortable right now, with her friend, Lilly, nestled beside her. We have been outside a couple of times today in the bright sunshine. I am so grateful that I knocked that wine over on my laptop on Sunday night, now....funny how things like that work out for the best, so I could be home with her. EDIT: Honey has taken Lilly's place now, bless her heart, still leaving Murphy a lot of room.

I'm trying to avoid the details of what I am dealing with, but it is not good. Dr. Robinson and I talked on the phone, earlier, and he is providing me another medication to help with nausea now, but she must eat something to get it down. He feels, as I predicted, that the mass that was found in her abdomen yesterday is obstructing her intestines. There is no need for testing at this point, because we couldn't/wouldn't do anything other than keep her comfortable.

I just want my husband to come home. I actually got angry with him this morning, for a short while, since he was gone and I was here to deal with the heartbreak and the mess (selfish thoughts on my part). Those thoughts quickly disappeared. I know he wants to be here for me and for Murphy and I will handle it until he is. He will be home late tonight, but our vet will not be back in his office until Friday morning. Bless his heart, he offered to meet us later tonight, but not knowing when Scott would arrive, I did not want to ask him to devote that time, plus, my husband might not be ready yet. We will do our best for her in the meantime. I have such an understanding boss, who knows my animals and also has suffered losses, himself. Bless his soul for helping me feel better about devoting time for Murphy. My cats and dogs have been almost strange, as if they "honor" Murphy and understand. Mimi, my senior kitty, who is already 16 years old, slept with me last night. She never does that...and I needed her to. Butter has spent the majority of his time in my lap while I was resting or at the computer. And the Goldens........bless their souls, they just surround her.

I'm so sad.......I can hardly bear it, friends. Thank you again for helping me to not be so alone.

Logan