Several people replied to my post. One woman suggested raw chicken liver and another said raw egg. Since I'm not one for the regular stocking of chicken liver, I opted for the dozen eggs in my fridge. I took the yolk, mixed it with my finger and brought it up to Violet's mouth, smearing a bit on her face. One lick and she was like, "Heck, yeah! What's that?" I fed her the whole yolk and after that she ate some of her crunchy treats. It was like a Christmas miracle! Last night, she jumped up on my bed and snuggled up to my side as I read a book. She didn't retreat under the bed. She let Erik hold her when I gave her her pill. And best of all, she didn't vomit it all back up in the middle of the night. This morning she followed me into the bathroom as she always does, which gave me the best feeling in the world. I honestly don't know how much longer she has to live because of these heart worms but I am so grateful that it isn't going to happen sooner because she didn't eat and went into liver failure. I am so appreciative of everyone's words of support both on this blog and on facebook. Sometimes I bitch and moan about social media, but right now I want to give everyone a virtual hug. What a difference a little egg makes!
I'm going to leave you with a few paragraphs from Echols' epilogue.
"A person can starve to death in prison, and not through lack of food. What I'm talking about is the withering and death of the human spirit from lack of decency or love for fellow human beings. The talking heads on television project the image of prisoners as animals, and it's true. It's true because the spirit that once made them human has been starved to death, and they become a black hole in human form.
Prison is designed to separate, isolate, and alienate your from everyone and everything. You're not allowed to so much as touch your spouse, your parents, your children. They system does everything within its power to sever any physical or emotional links you have to anyone in the outside world. They want your children to grow up without ever knowing you..."
I don't want to let that happen with Sonya. Call me a bleeding heart liberal or a crazy cat lady, I don't care. I believe in the power of love. Sometimes that's all we have to sustain us through our darkest times.
Thanks for reading and have a great weekend!