Hi lovely people!

Or… well me. I think I’m the only one who reads this shit.

I am increasingly worried about Ramona. She won’t eat. And tonight she threw up all over my carpet and then couldn’t get back on her feet.

I mean literally. She couldn’t figure out how to use her legs. I had to pick her up and carry her to my bed so she could look out the window.

I am terrified of the thought of her passing. She’s my little girl. She follows me everywhere. She means more to me than most people. She’s everything to me.

Little sweet girl.