On 6/10/2021 6:09 PM, Cheryl wrote:
On 2021-06-10 6:02 p.m., jmcquown wrote:
On 6/10/2021 5:00 AM, Cheryl wrote:
On 2021-06-08 7:03 p.m., jmcquown wrote:
Buffy has started hiding again, off and on.Â* In the last day or so
she has started fighting me giving her the liquid pain medication.
She did sleep with me last night but when I got up this morning to
dish up her food, fresh water, etc. she got off the bed and hid on
the chair under the dining table.Â* I went about getting ready for
work.Â* While I was in the shower she came out and ate half the food,
then went back up on the chair again.

I know it's uncomfortable if I have to force her mouth open.Â* I
wish, wish, wish! she could understand the cause and effect: she
feels a heck of a lot better within minutes if she simply opens her
mouth a tiny bit without my having to wrangle with her and touch the
sore spot on her jaw.Â* It takes *one* second to squirt the
medication in her mouth.

I picked up refills of the medication after work today.Â* They want
to see her again on June 18th.Â* If she continues in this vein I'm
afraid that Friday appointment could be her last.

I'm so sorry to hear this.

Thank you.Â* She has absolutely refused to let me medicate her since I
posted that.Â* I'm about to try again just to see if I can make her
feel better for a little while.Â* I changed the appointment to
tomorrow, 10/11.Â* Tonight will be my last night with her. Â* My heart
is breaking but I know it's the right thing to do.

I am thinking of you - all the more because I had to bring Cinnamon in
when she suddenly worsened badly, only days after the vet thought she'd
be good til the fall. I pretty well knew I wouldn't be bringing her
home. I could still medicate Cinnamon, but she wouldn't eat or unless I
syringe fed her and was so lethargic and weak. I just knew, and I guess
you do too.

Yes. And my heart goes out to you about Cinnamon. It's so sad how
quickly they can decline and that decision has to be made.

When I got home I found she had eaten a few bites of her gooshy food.
She had urinated a little in the litter box. She was curled up on her
crackle sack and I was able to get some of the pain medication in her
mouth. But she YOWLED at me and she's back on the chair under the
table. I can't keep putting her through this. It's time.

Thank you for your kind thoughts, Cheryl. I'll be a wreck tomorrow,
driving home with an empty carrier.

Jill