I’m worried about Loofah

Well, late­ly Loofah has been los­ing weight. And in the last cou­ple days he’s plum­met­ed. I got home today to find him bare­ly mov­ing, and it looks as though he’s thrown up on him­self. I’ve cleaned him up and he’s very lethar­gic. He’s bare­ly keep­ing his head up on his own and when I moved him from the van­i­ty to the bed so that I could use the basin to shave, he did­n’t take the weight him­self and set­tle in to the bed. He just laid over side­ways with his legs out.

I called Pets Unlim­it­ed and they said I should bring him in now, tonight. No ques­tion. before that I got a call from a friend of a friend who wants me to do some Web design work for him, and I explained that I prob­a­bly would­n’t be avail­able imme­di­ate­ly because of this. He took it on him­self to give me a diag­no­sis and told me that I’m prob­a­bly going to have to put Loofah to sleep. This guy is not a vet­eri­nar­i­an, and I keep telling myself that, but I haven’t stopped cry­ing for more than a cou­ple min­utes since talk­ing to him on the phone. I don’t want to lose Loofah.

I have a friend who is com­ing over here lat­er this evening to dri­ve me and Loofah to Pets Unlim­it­ed’s emer­gency room. I’m ter­ri­fied that Loof is gonna stop breath­ing in the mean­time. I can’t even get him to drink any water.

What else kills me about this is that if he does have to be put down, I’ll have to make that deci­sion, and I don’t know if I can. I should­n’t wor­ry about things like this until they are in front of me, but yes, it does scare me.