I checked her twice during the night; nothing changed. In the morning forced her to take her medicine but she barely swallowed. During the day I was watching her becoming weaker and weaker. I didn't even have to weight her. She wasn't able to reach her tube nest, instead she crawled under the platform so I gave her more cotton bedding and she lied there. I couldn't leave her just like that so I was nursing her in my arms since she seemed to feel calm and safe being stroked. In the evening she got glucose injection from a vet and than stayed in my arms for a long time but we observed no improvement. The vet told us to leave her alone to rest but I had this feeling, this strange feeling that I owe her this night, this one special night for whole the time she spent with me. So I stayed up, caressing my beloved one and realizing she was getting more and more cold inside. I understood she was leaving me. But still I can't believe.
Today at 6.10 A.M. my sweet little Lilly passed away.