The little one got home from the vet mid afternoon. She woke up and started howling so they were ready for her to go. She was pretty dopey rest of the day, mostly sleeping and a little wobbly. Lost another tooth, had a weed/grass seed embedded in her foot. Needs another dental in 6 months because there are more teeth that may be coming out. Antibiotics for 10 days.
Old age! That fact is actually very frightening for me. They anesthetized her while I was there, I held her until she went to sleep. Just that almost made me cry, it was too reminiscent of the process I have taken several of my buddies through in the last 5 years. This one is really going to tear me up when she goes. She truly is "my baby". Realized today, when vet said he might have to keep her overnight, depending on how she processed the anesthesia, that she and I have not spent one night apart since I got her, 7 years ago.
That was enough excitement for the day. Standard fare as far as eating, except I ended up having an ounce of beef jerky for supper because I wanted some protein and didn't want to fix anything after water aerobics. Intake at 1121 for the day, nice low number. Wobbling on the edge of that goal, day up, day down. It is SO close. Just a matter of time until it stabilizes.