I'm not giving up. I can't do that to my old girl. But she's deteriorating. I cooked some chicken and took it in to her, still warm, but she wouldn't touch it. She kept eding closer and closer to me til she was clear to the front of the cage. I just stroked and petted her and talked to her and that calmed her down. Dr. said I could hold her because that seemed to be what she wanted but he didn't come in til right when I was about to leave. I didn't want to hold her then and get her stressed again. By the time I did leave, she wouldn't look at me and when I would turn her head to see her face, she'd turn away. Poor little girl. I miss my little tailless wonder and feeling her little tap tap tap on my arm when she wants a bite of my chicken. I'm so used to seeing her lying in the sun, moving every time the sunbeams do so that she doesn't miss one bit of the warmth. To add to all this stress, I lost a big account today, a major part of my income and I'm going in for jaw reconstruction and bone graft surgery myself a week from Monday and my ins. co. declined payment because they consider it a preexisting condition. So now not only do I have to pay for that but the vet bills as well and my income just dropped. Not the best of days.

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