jadedmusings | And just like that, things go bad again.

Zoe has taken a turn for the worse again. She's having difficulty standing and seems to be losing strength in her back legs. Just last night she was fine. I had to move her bowl after she'd pushed it underneath something and couldn't lick it clean like she wanted, so I didn't see this coming. I noticed she had a little trouble navigating getting in and out of the front door this morning when I let them out to do their business, but I chalked it up to the stiffness she gets as she was able to move under her own power. That was only a few hours ago and now...*sighs*

I'm taking her to the vet first thing tomorrow morning. I suspect this time he's going to advise me to put her down because this doesn't look like she's just in pain and looks more like her body is shutting down. Tofu's coming over after work to sit with her for a little while before he goes home and I suspect I'll be spending extra time with her today and preparing myself to say good-bye in the morning. (Mom's taking the kiddo first thing so I'll have one less thing to worry about at the vet's.)

I know she's an old dog, really old, but...it doesn't hurt any less.

By the way, today is six months since Dad died, and I've been dreaming about him too. My mood is...yeah, I'm sick of this right now.