Sometimes Tammy wouldn't drink either and when she did, her head went down and I thought she would aspirate. Scared me. Each morning I opened the door and called her name and she would answer back and I would think, whew, she made it. But it was not a good life for her. There was part of me that wanted her to go on her own so I wouldn't have to make that decision, but ultimately, I did.
Hugs to you as I know it is hard either way it turns out.
**just saw the picture after I posted. Poor baby, that is just how Tammy was
Well after I go and buy all the new meds yesterday the baby was dead this morning. I was hoping she would pull through but was real bad last night. At least she went on her own and I didn't have to do it. Thank you to you all for the words of advice and kindness.