I’m sorry to post so late – it’s so wonderful to see the messages coming in, I appreciate them and you all so much. It’s been a long day, and there is good and bad to report, but overall, I am feeling good, and so so much better than last night, when we really thought little sumi was going downhill suddenly. We settled her around 1.30am, after the darkest night. Her diarrhea was awful, and she was squealing with the pain of it. At one point I held her in my lap, and she just sat looking straight into my eyes with that hollowed look, like an old spirit, and she cried non-stop for 10 minutes. It was so plain what she was saying to me – make it stop. We had syringed chicken broth and some kibble puree into her mouth and she had swallowed it, but wouldn’t eat herself. At 4am I looked in and she was fast asleep so I let her little gut have the rest. At 6am she had vile diahrrea and I tried some minced chicken mushed in broth. She was squealing on the bed as I tried desperately to wipe her poor raw behind, when suddenly she leaned down to the saucer and began to eat. That simple. Who could ever have thought such a simple sight would bring such joy? She didn’t eat a whole lot, but it was enough.