And so life goes on…
Ok, last week I told you Cerwyn got sick. After tons of discussion on what to do, talking to the vet, then getting a second opinion from a different vet, we knew what we had to do. Our little Sheltie girl was not going to get better, and life with drugs to help control the effects of what was going on with, and the sheer fact that we don’t have thousands of dollars to spend for proper diagnoses of her problems, we had her put down. We had been preparing oursleves for the worst, but hoped for the best. In the end, it’s really what was best for her. She’s no longer suffering or in pain, and this thought has kept me sane the past week.
