So I called the vet and asked for confirmation of a bladder infection. Three hours later, we were on our way to the vet, hoping it was "just" an infection, but knowing it could be bladder cancer, a tumor, anything. She's already 15, so I have to be mindful of what I'm willing to pay, both financially, and in terms of the toll it would take on her body.
Traffic was bad. We didn't make it home until after 7, and it was raining. Definitely not a day to force myself to do a speed workout. Comfort food and pajamas were more my speed. Besides, ONE 5-mile run isn't going to make any difference either way. Taking care of ourselves is more beneficial, given the day we had.
|My sweetie on a happier day|