Tuesday morning

Jessie is sick. I don't know what it is. She's been a little finicky about her food for a couple of weeks. We thought it was the by-product of us spoiling her a little, giving her a "treat" from our dinner now and then. She had developed a habit of not eating her food if we were having a meal, and then after we finished, going and eating. But she was eating albeit less enthusiastically (in the past, she's been a wolfer). We went hiking on Sunday, a fairly rigorous hike. It pushed me (of course I'm out of shape) and it seemed to push Jessie, too. When we got home, she flopped down and stayed there. I expected that and so wasn't worried. She did eat her dinner and went for her normal nightly walk. Then in the middle of the night, she woke me with the sound of ... throwing up (sorry to be graphic). That was early yesterday morning. Since then she is lethargic, hasn't eaten. She has drunk water. She has gone outside to go to the bathroom, but is obviously not herself. I had called the vet for her annual check up which is next week, but I don't want to wait. I will call them when they open this morning and see if they can see her. Poor Jessie. Seeing her like this brings up so many feelings in me, which I try to push aside. This isn't about me. This is about Jessie.

I'm going to try to post a recent photo of her.



Pray for Jessie.

Peace.