When I woke up this morning, I didn't expect Lily to still be with us. Last night when I got in from work, she was particularly bad; not suffering, non responsive would be the phrase to use. Darrell stayed up until the early hours with her and was also the first up this morning, looking after her, before he went to work.

Lily is still just about able to get up and make it to her litter tray, but I am trying to make her as comfortable as I can, by syringing water into her mouth. 

As I lay in bed this morning, thinking, Lily tried to make her way upstairs; she made it to the second marble step, when Darrell lifted her up and took her to our bedroom, where she sat for a short while. Briefly we took her up to the solarium to breath some fresh air. She used to go up there regularly, more so after Precious died, looking for her companion. It was fitting we took her to the top of her World  one last time.

Lily is comfortable at the moment, cuddling her stuffed tiger toy, that she used to fetch and carry during her younger days. If she makes another day, I will be surprised. Hopefully she will and Darrell will get to spend a final day with her, before we take her to be put to sleep on Monday!
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