We had been invited over for coffee with Nicky and Mark this morning so they could find out what had been going on with regards to the tornado, mum and Minnie.
If I am entirely honest I didn't expect Minnie to still be with us this morning. She had a terrible night and was up and down but finally in the early hours I did manage to get her to eat a tiny portion of food. We had about seven different bowls of food dotted around to try and tempt her but whilst she would go to them and sniff them she would not eat and neither would she drink and she look pitifully thin and was crying. When she was not she had taken herself off to the drawer under our bed and this is where I expected to find her - we had hoped that if she were to pass away it would be at home with us and not in the vets. I had cried last night in frustration that we could not help her, we could not get her to eat and we had thought that the vet had given us only two injections because this was to help her on her way.
I was so very grateful to Nicky and Mark inviting us over - we have known them a long time and it was ok to cry with them and for them to give us a big old hug even though there is nothing more that they can do. John and I were exhausted because we had had exceptionally broken sleep.
In amongst all of this turmoil we had received a call from the Nissan garage to say that if we were genuinely interested in the car they had found for us they needed us to go and bring our Peugeot down to see if they might have a garage that would take it for us and make a decision because we had first refusal but there were others waiting to see it.
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