Micia is sick. She has stopped eating, unless I squirt food into her mouth with a syringe. The vet we took her to last Saturday (our vet is out of town until Wednesday) says the x-ray shows a "solid mass" compressing her internal organs up towards her spine. The doctor took her off the Prednisone & gave me liquid medicine (praise be) for pain, an antibiotic and a higher calorie food that I am mixing out with milk.

So yesterday she hardly moved from her chair at all. This morning she hopped down & presented herself in the kitchen as though she wanted breakfast. However, she sniffed it & decided not, but opted for water, which she hadn't been doing. Now she's moved down the hall to the chair in Jim's office. So, after discussion with Christine, we will keep on keeping on, though it may mean I won't be traveling to Minneapolis for a while: we'll just take one day at a time.