Oh my gosh, I just can't believe it. I won't go into details, but I really and truly thought he died last night. When I went to find him just now (he WAS sitting on the cool kitchen tile floor all night, after moving around the house) he was gone! He had walked ?? across the kitchen and was sitting on a rug in front of the washing machine and dryer. He is much more relaxed now much more than last night, all night, but still laboring with his breathing. I will confess to having put a sedative medication in his ear last night around 3 AM (the stuff he came to me with for his bad behavior) knowing full well that it might do him in. I just could not sit back and listen and watch him last night. I thought I would be putting him out of his misery.

So he is actually better now than early last evening, breathing wise, but now I must wait until 8:30 until the vet opens up. I know it will be a tough decision when I talk to the Vet.

So, anyway, the Gabe boy made it though the night. What a night. Now what? I hope only the best recovery for Gabe, but I cannot put him through much more.

Thanks for you love and support!
SAS