Some people may not like what I did
aka: how can things go so bad so quickly? AKA: Remembering Lola July 7th 2009-13 March 2026 This is about Lola, who was very nearly 18 years old and doing well in spite of having arthritis. Her allergic dermatitis was under control, migraines were no longer happening, she was fine apart from anxiety when I was away from home too long. Recently she began having trouble jumping up to the table where she liked to eat her food, so I placed a chair to make it easier. Even more recently she couldn't manage the chair easily, though she would jump up to be near me, so her food bowls were placed on the floor. Getting into bed with me was easy, the covers hung low enough that she could claw her way up and during the day, she would meow for me to lift her. So far so good. Then last month she began losing weight and barely eating, a lot of uneaten food went into the freezer to be put in the bin on collection day. Last Thursday I arrived home from visiting the twins and noticed Lola bare...
