I'm feeling more hopeful today. I was a wreck yesterday. Just knowing that I have some hope makes me feel better. I've had to help pets to the Bridge before but I always knew that it was an act of kindness but in Puddy's case, if I did it now, I'd feel like her executioner. It isn't that I'm not ready, it's that I know she's not ready. If I give this drug and the Omega fatty acids a good try and she hasn't improved, then I'll know what I have to do because living her life sitting on the bathroom countertop or underneath my bed while her tongue is sticking out just is not a quality life. But, as I said, I'm hopeful now and hope is all I need to keep me going.

Thank you all so much for your continued prayers and your kindness. It's what's keeping me going, that and my sweet Puddy's little face.