I have had the worst week EVER.
My precious Ivy is sick. She started walking all wonky like she'd had a stroke.
At first we thought her back was broken. Totally devo'd.
Took her to the vet the next day to discover she has a parasite that's affected her brain.
My little kindred spirit.
I decided to send her to heaven, but wanted a few days with her first.
Kind of a mistake. Kind of. After many many many tears, I decided I couldn't do it.
She has brought me so much joy and comfort over the last few years, I need her.
Anyway, she is now on very strong medication. We discovered today, at the vet to discuss medication, that Ivy has lost half her body weight. This is due to the food being on the second floor of the hutch. Due to her wonkiness she can't get up the ramp, so she was only getting greens not pellets or hay. Situation sorted.
She really frightened me this arvo. The medication is very strong, and she was...well...stoned. I thought she had died in my arms. More tears. Good thing my kids are level headed.
After this week, I have discovered that I won't be able to cope without her.