I can't take much more. I've always been pretty strong but I've cried more in these last couple of months than I think I've cried my entire life. It seems all I do is cry. My son has been asking me to visit him in L.A. and I've always said "people first" but how can I leave her? If my son was ill, I'd be out there in a heartbeat if he needed me but I can't leave Puddy w/a catsitter or board her. I'm just so torn up inside. My poor little girl is lying under the bed or in the bathtub day after day after day. I'm assuaging my conscience by trying the Selegiline but I feel deep in my heart that it won't work. Who will guard my house when I leave for the day? As I'm walking out the door, I always say "Puddy, watch the house for Mommy". I can't take it! I can't take it!