It was such a lot of work to do plus including the Bomb Cyclone day in which we got a bunch of snow and 70 mph winds...
that and going to work that I could not give my full attention to William telling me that Cleo was sick. She was sick with diarreha and vomiting for a week - the whole time I was house-sitting ... So, I finally got done with that yesterday and was able to devote all my time to Cleo... and I had called the vet - who never called me back until tonite -
I got Cleo to eat chicken and rice last night and keep it down with Reiki and Prayer. I left her sleeping on her bed. Not once did I get an intuitive thought to do anything but what we did.
I also watched SMASH last night- the episode where Kyle died. I pulled the 3 of swords reversed when I asked about Cleo.
I just think it was supposed to happen. It's Mercury RX. I think she had cancer and it finally got the best of her. She has been growing those paploma warts for a year or more now - many of them all the time. I think that meant her body was toxic.
I gave her cbd oil and raw chicken and carrots - water and walks... but she died, age 12. We have had her for 3.5 years...