Just back from the emergency vet. We had to put the dog down. It was the right thing to do, she was old and ill and had been running 10K a week and a half ago. She was thin and weak, she could barely move around and I think she chose.
That was not fun though.
I must say, this house-sitting gig can be just a little stressful.
It is good she had the seizures while I was home, while the girls were asleep, without missing her owners for ages, and while the Catalan girl was still here so I could just GO in the middle of the night.
I have to get to bed and try to get some sleep. I am going to be so very tired today, but at least I won't be worrying about the dog.
My poor friends.