Thinking of you, Jen, and wondering how your race day went. Down here, it was gray with a little drizzle.
Dagmar, I'm thinking of Fritz. My mother asked the vet to call me, after the blood tests. He laid out three courses of treatment for me, as he had for my mother. He tried to sound neutral, but some of the choices sounded as if they were for people who just can't bear to let go, and those seemed like the more selfish courses of action, to keep the cat lingering for our own emotional comfort, rather than taking into account the cat's physical discomfort. And that seems too one-sided, like **using** an animal for something, simply because we can. Anyway, I know what you mean. I wish you luck. My mother still misses Fritz badly, and I do, too.
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