Bun is walking around and drinking water. Why is it that every time I say "It's time." she suddenly seems a bit improved the next day? Then we wait and she seems worse again. I feel like life is playing a cruel joke on us.
I think my only option right now is to judge her by the quality of her life. Even on the best day she's had all week I wouldn't want to keep her in that state. She had enough energy a little bit ago to walk around and see all of the cats she knows since she's been in my bedroom so she can have special care. We feel like she was saying goodbye. I would rather she go out on a high note, anyway.
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