Taking this pretty rough, called the vet office and broke down on the receptionist. Murphy had kept me up all night. He hadn't moved since yesterday, the only positive thing was he did eat some and drank on his own, but as of 8 this morning he hasn't wanted any water. That is another thing, if that goes I know its done. Right now he is in pain and barking faintly. I didn't think I'd have this much emotional outburst knowing that he is thirteen and over his age limit for a dog his size, it still hurts so much maybe because the kids and I have a strong attachment to him since Jeff died. Yesterday marked nine years, so this happening now is so bad for me.
I pray all of you are fine, Stephen and that your day is a good one, love you
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