Well, the end of Kiwi's time is near. Those who are my facebook friends know that she had a terrible seizure the other night that left her unconscious for more than 10 minutes. At first, I thought she had died. Well, last night she had a seizure about 2 a.m and another two about at about 8 a.m.
I resolved to put her down today. Then I realized it is Sunday. I hate to say it, but I balked because it would cost $75 more today than tomorrow. Turns out ... she is still herself this morning, sort of. I'm watching her right now and she is acting fairly normally (if a tiny bit dazed). And ... She-Who-Will-Not-Eat just wolfed down an egg with bacon mixed in (who wouldn't?). So it isn't a crisis at this very moment.
She's such a little old lady.