Poor baby girl

I feel SO horrible. Neither of us got home until almost 7pm last night, so we missed giving Ellie her late afternoon meds. Poor girl. She must have been in too much pain to do anything. She wouldn't eat. She pee'd and poo'd on the floor upstairs. When I made her come downstairs to try eating, she wanted to go outside. So, there she lay in a corner of the yard and refused to budge, even when it started raining again. She had SUCH a rough night. I gave her an extra percoset around 2am, and it took her at least 20 minutes to get settled after that. Her back leg is looking very thin. She was breathing pretty hard last night too. So we think it's spreading up the leg and in her lungs.

I was convinced last night that she was telling us it was time. I cried the whole time I was laying with Stef for bedtime. I cried when I came back to our room and laid on the floor rubbing her velvety ears. I couldn't sleep worth a crap, even when she did settle down.

Then she surprised us both this morning by scarfing down her breakfast and looking more perky than usual lately. She's allowed to have a bad day here and there, but she really scared the crap out of us both. Doggone rollercoaster.