I called the shelter this morning and talked to my friend Cathy, the vet tech that I work with there.

I told her what was going on with Carrie. She's not eating, not drinking and is depressed at what her @#$%$*& did to her. She is dehydrated and won't come out from under the bed.

Cathy explained to me that Carrie has lost her will to live. She misses her old life and is VERY unhappy in her new one with me, no matter how much I try to love her and pay attention to her. Since it has been over 3 days of not eating and stuff, she told me it would be in Carrie's best interest to bring her back to the shelter and let her go to the Rainbow Bridge and be happy. If I wait much longer, her kidneys and liver will start shutting down.

I am SO torn about this. I love this old lady and have tried EVERYTHING to make her happy, comfortable and at home. She's miserable. And Jen, I tried doing what you suggested and it didn't work.

I'm devastated right now and have to keep from crying at work. I feel like I failed Carrie as well as her scumbag family "(. I insisted that I be there when she leaves, as I don't want her to think I didn't care because I do.

Please don't hate me for letting Carrie go to the RB. I've only had her a week and love her so much and it's just eating at my gut to have to do this.