Bailey spent the night on the puppy pillow right next to our bed. All I could hear all night was her raspy breathing. And every time I couldn't hear her breathing I would jolt awake and check to make sure she was still breathing. This morning she tried to drink some water but was so weak that she fell in the water bowl. The poor thing. I tried to give her some tuna juice this morning but she was too week and Bree ended up drinking it. I wish they had hospice for pets.
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