Sasha went to the vet's again. It was weird -- one second, she's alert and wolfing down her kibble voraciously, and imperiously yarping at me to carry her around.
|look how awake i am, mama|
And then, the next second, she's breathing like a race horse, and can barely keep upright without falling down.
|is this pug or platypus?|
I guess a mama knows. Turns out her PCV dropped from 31 to 24, and it looks like she's continuing to bleed internally. Tomorrow we see a specialist, who we hope will be able to help us get a handle on this, fingers crossed!