They said that if she made it through the night to bring her back in the morning or if she doesn't, to call and tell them. It sounds to me that they don't expect her to make it through the night. Yes, I am very, very upset and can't seem to keep my eyes clear of tears. The vets kind of suggested that we should put her down, but she doesn't seem to be in any pain and as long as she seems to be active and enjoys being petted, I will continue to pet her.
We mentioned that she was getting up in years and must be at least 13 years old. They told us according to their records that she was 17 or 18 years old. Wow, I guess she has been training my wife and I for a long time, and keeping the other two pups and my wife and I in line. Yes, I know that none of us can live forever but as long as someone lives on to remember, they are not really dead and forgotten. Of course, we hope that she may rally and get back to her old self, but I have to realize that is a very slim possibility. I must end this blog before I really start crying and short out my laptop's key board. I sure hope you had a better day than I did.