Hamlet

Nibbler is sick. Maybe fatally so. I can’t get her to see her vet until Thursday, and that may be too late. I’m so worried!

I am worried sick about her. I’m going to bed soon, and she’s sleeping now as well. I guess that rest is good (for both of us) but I’ve been crying off and on all night. Today is her birthday–she is one year old.

It seems strange to pray for an animal, but I do anyway. Nibby is my friend, my little companion. I’ve been researching her medical problem online, and she needs to get to a vet NOW, but that doesn’t guarantee that she’ll get better. I don’t know what to do.