My pup has been sick for a few days now, but today it got a lot worse so I had to take her to the emergency vet. I could just feel my eyes starting to water and stomach turning into nuts, when I stood there waiting for the doctor. But Nossmon was such a brave little bunny and didn't even make a sound when the doctor enjected her with painkillers using the biggest most horrific needle (!!!) - unlike me, who was crying like a baby. Sometimes I just wish that I could be child so that my mother could tell me that pupster is going to be okay.. and I would so naively believe her. But I guess it's just a part of being an adult - there are no shortcuts, no stories about little farms where the animals can go and play and live forever - you just have to learn how to deal with things like this, with all the pain and the heartache. I left with a tired little puppy and a handful of medicine - so the next few days are going to be crucial. I just really hope that she's going to make it and everything will be okay. And hopefully I can pull my act together by the time of my interview.. needless to say that I'm sobbing all over the computer as I'm writing this. Wish us luck!