Poor Echo

This morning, Echo's eyes are jaundiced, a sure sign that her liver is shutting down. Bill and I have been talking (and crying), and we've decided to keep her as comfortable as possible and let her go in peace, on her own schedule. It's very sad.

She gobbled down some venison this morning, and took some bread soaked in egg and milk. Last night, she enjoyed some of the plain yogurt Bill went out to get at Food City at 10 pm. She may yet recover, but we are preparing ourselves now to deal with losing her. We're back to wait-and-see.