I knew I would be typing this sooner or later.

She's really not well at all now. Her back legs are awful, and it breaks my heart to see her trying her best to move around now. She seems stiff and uncomfortable, plus as she's got no strength whatsoever to lift herself off the ground, she's urinating on herself so much that it's getting hard to clean it up every hour or so. It can't be nice for her covered in pee all the time.

She's still eating, but doesn't move about as much as before, and can no longer reach her water bottle. I have to take it down and offer the nozzle to her to allow her to drink.

I am contemplating where exactly I draw the line that marks good and bad quality of life.