Say hello to my little friend

I would like to meet the person who invented this thing and take him or her out to dinner.  Seriously.  You just add the cleaning fluid, plug it in, set it down on the nasty spot, and let it do all of the work.  And believe me, if you had seen the mess that I came home to this evening in my bedroom, you would have ran out the door to the nearest store to pick one of these babies up, too.

In other words Josie is not doing well.  That little peak that she hit last week in terms of recovery seems to have been a very short-term occurrence and she is now having severe diarrhea and has pretty well stopped eating and drinking altogether.  I actually had to get a one milliliter syringe and use that in order to get her to drink something by sticking it in her mouth and depressing the plunger (I also mixed her antibiotics in with the water because I am evil and sneaky like that).  The bottom line is that I will likely have to make one of the most difficult decisions in my life and that time will come sooner rather than later.  I'm referring to the proverbial big sleep, because frankly I can't handle calling it anything else at the moment.  I can't imagine that Josie is happy right now, nor can she really be feeling all that well.  She's lost half of her body weight, is severely anemic, and has liver disease.  I'm going to try and give her as much time as I possibly can to make a recovery, however slight, but if her condition continues to worsen, I'll have to do what's best for her.  Needless to say, I'm a wreck about the whole thing, so if anyone has any words of wisdom or advice for me, now would be the time.