Gonzo is home.

The Vet said we should take him home and try to get him to eat... if he goes downhill, he recommended that we bring him in tomorrow and end his pain. He's on sub q fluids and lots of meds. I got him to eat a little cottage cheese. I'm really hoping that he keeps it down and feels better. He's so weak, but I can see the relief in his eyes.

I e-mailed Nancy, and she said he's too lifeless and distant for her to communicate with. He is very lifeless. I cherish this time with him, though. I can't stop petting and hugging and kissing him and he won't leave my side, even though it's difficult for him to walk.