Phoebe is going to the vet this morning.
She had a horrible night last night. She's doing a little better right now, but that just means that she doesn't rasp and grasp for each breath.
I'm going to leave her at the vet's for the day. And while she's there, I'm going to ask them to x-ray her lungs again to see if the lump on her right lung has grown.
I think I have a decision to make today.
Think good thoughts about a pussycat.
1 comment:
Oh, poor Phoebe. I'll be thinking of her.
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