That's for sure. When my Puddy was so sick and battling senility, I had an iron skillet on the bedroom floor for her, a bowl of ice cubes in the bathtub, steps leading up to the bathroom sink countertop, I stocked my freezer w/fudgesicles because that's practically all she would eat. Anything and everything to keep her tongue from burning, to keep her hydrated and happy. And I'd do it all again in a nano-second. If anyone who didn't know me walked into my home, they would've called me the crazy cat lady for sure! We do what we have to for our little furkids. Prayers continuing that Filou keeps on eating.![]()






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