It seemed more worthwhile this morning.
I could see Dinky was feeling much better even before I even got out of bed this morning. Not that she had seemed to be feeling bad but the difference in her overnight was noticeable--more bright and perky and (dare I anthropomorphicize?) cheerful. She was even showing a marked interest in food, which was heartening. I am glad she is feeling better but that didn't mean she was any more accepting of her morning injection. It didn't help that the needle seemed dull--I finally changed it out with another and got *most* of her dose of Tagamet to her. I'm glad this won't be a continual ritual...and tomorrow, Denny will be home to help hold her.