while i checked on shilo before i went to bed last night and i did glance at her food bowls...my impression was, they had not been touched.
this morning...it looks like just maybe she was taste testing during the night? but i am not all that sure because i did not burn the sight of the bowls and their exact configuration and contents right into my brain....grrrh.
i need to be sure. if she has decided to eat, even a little...then she has decided to try to live.
oh i could just slap myself for being so sure she was totally done that i shut the door on hope before the last minute and can't even answer if she ate a bit last night or not. but my gut says...maybe she did.
i pulled all of her food and water this morning...and put in measured fresh. i am going to cancel her appointment and re-book for tomorrow. and tomorrow i will know for sure, like i should have known this morning.
memo to myself...hope floats til it sinks carol...pay close attention until the fat lady is done singing the very last note.
shit...tomorrow is a stat holiday, the clinics are closed...what the hell am i going to do now? oh!!!! i so freaking, hugely suck!