Letting Go

We are at the end.

Archie hasn't eaten anything since Wednesday night, and now he is also refusing water. This morning, we took him to the vet, anticipating that our trip would be "it," but then when it was suggested that he receive IV fluids and take some anti-nausea medication, we caved, grasping at another chance.

But, I think we are out of chances.

I made bacon for dinner tonight, and he sadly turned his head away when I offered it to him. Right now, he is on the couch with Josh, and they are watching Sons of Anarchy. Archie's head is resting on Josh's leg and he keeps drifting in and out of sleep. As far as I can tell he isn't in any pain.  Our plan for tonight is to stay up, sit with him on the couch and eat Lola's Halloween candy.

I'm not ready, and I don't want to acknowledge it, but I know that it's time.