I'm stressed. I'm worn out. I just want to curl up and sleep.
I'm sure that is how my Sophie girl is feeling too. Her mama is struggling with guilt, questions, and trying to weigh some pretty tough options right now. How did she catch kennel cough? How did it progress to Pneumonia so quickly? How did I not notice that something was seriously wrong? Why did I wait so long to take her in? How much is this going to cost? How long do I let her suffer?
This is why I can't sleep. This is why I look like a walking zombie at work. I'm putting on a happy face the best I can. My mind wont stop with the questions. The tears come without warning at the most inappropriate times.
She's just a dog they say...well she's my baby and she's helped me through the most difficult time in my life with unconditional love...why do I not owe her the same?
We are trying one more option with the strongest antibiotics they have. One more last ditch effort. If she doesn't respond well to these then we are taking her home. We will make her comfortable as best we can and spoil her rotten with Pup Treats from Starbucks and snuggles from her brothers.
Please pray for Sophie, but also for Jon and I.
