|~Eva last Saturday~|
Last week she had been eating pretty well, but by Monday morning I could see that her appetite was starting to wane a bit. Then she didn't eat, and the battle to get her to eat began again. I try everything and anything to interest Eva in food. Nothing is off limits since she has now decided she doesn't like the stinky-green-tripe. I just hope, hope, hope, that maybe I'll find the one thing she'll eat for that one meal. That's all that matters. Because the next meal, I can fix the exact same thing and Eva will decide that she doesn't want it. And so the next battle begins..... With apprehension and trepidation I put Eva's bowl down in front of her. I always keep it light and fun on the outside, giving her lots of of praise - But it's all an act. Inside I am praying and pleading and my heart is breaking as I hold my breath hoping that Eva will find what I have prepared for her a little bit appetizing and she'll eat a bite or two, or even better, the whole meal. When she does, we of course celebrate. When she doesn't, I'll admit, I end up in tears. It's hard to not take it personal, because it really is.
This morning Eva's meal consisted of some canned cat food and a cooked cut-up hot dog mixed in with her kibble. As you can see in the photo below, she ate. We all celebrated.
|~I even try different bowls for Eva's meals~|
|~IV Fluids at home for Eva now~|