Going to Kentucky

Gaila will be put to sleep either tomorrow (the 20th) or the next day. I’m going to be with her, and to see her ashes buried in the backyard. I’ll leave sometime tomorrow morning.

Apparently the tumor is so big that it is tearing her face apart, and her muzzle is rotting and falling to pieces. She’s bleeding everywhere, and her situation will not improve.

I will be there with her in the end, unless she passes away before I get there.