I do not like to use that word, but Harley didn't want to go out in the middle of the night. She looked at the stairs, and ran back down the hallway to bed!
Morning
In the morning, I had to help Harley walk up the stairs, so no more staying downstairs.
Evening
When I came home tonight, Harley was having an even more difficult time walking. When she went outside, she just kind of stood there looking around. Then, she didn't want to try to get up the step, so I carried her in.
As she was lying on her pillow, she pooped and didn't even realize it.
She's breaking my heart! I'm not sure if she didn't want to go because her legs are bothering her or because she's having another type of issue.
I'm not ready for this yet! It's been a long day already, and I don't want to think about that. I'm definitely the Queen of Denial when it comes to Harley.
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