If there was such a thing, Harley would definitely need it. However, who could afford it? I can't even afford health insurance for myself!
Harley's one rear leg is hardly being used. She sort of drags it around. It's sooooo sad. I am going to call around tomorrow regarding some wheelchair options. I can't see putting her to sleep just because she can't get around so well using her rear legs. If she has something to help her, she'll be fine. Her front legs are strong.
Sometimes I think that I'm the worst mom because I can't let her go, but at the same time, she's still too spunky to let go. That's more like murder to me. I definitely see myself becoming one of those weird people who would keep the dead person around even after they've passed. I'll probably be walking a dead dog on a leash or something! Just don't see how I'm going to do it.
I'm stressed to the max because my Grandma is 90 and her health is failing, my sister's family is messed up, my mom is always sick, work is very stressful, and I can't lose my best friend!
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