Joy should be tromping on top of me right now, demanding my attention, wanting to lick my face as hard as she can before settling down into the nook of my shoulder, belly out, paws dangling over her chest like a rotisserie chicken, and letting out the biggest sigh you...

Joy was admitted to the hospital today. Sigh. Vitals are still all good! But, she wasn’t improving with the meds they gave us—the opposite, really, she seemed to be getting a bit worse with losing her appetite yesterday—so when I called the doc this morning to ask...

Joy…well, she got me up at 3am to vom—the burping bile kind, that’s all she’s doing at the moment, which I suppose is progress—and I could not go back to sleep after that for the life of me. Sigh. I was literally awake until 6am. I slept for about an hour after that,...