I laid on the bed most of the morning with Piper, talking to her face to face and softly petting her. She was purring and seemed content. It's been a rough four days, not eating, hardly moving, and I'm taking her to the vet for an exam this afternoon.

The other part of the morning I spent digging out a spot in the flower bed in case she needs to be laid down. As I got up to write this she left the bed and ate a little gravy I had given her for lunch, then headed to the heating pad. First time eating anything in days...

I don't want to lose her and I don't want her to suffer. If the vet says her time is up, I will make the hard call and bring her back home to be buried. Otherwise, she will have a fun hole out there to play in.