Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Emma used to follow me everywhere. I would often lose my patience with her because if I suddenly turned around to go in another direction I would trip over her. Today she is not following me around. She spent most of the afternoon laying under the dining room table. She also used to jump dozens of times a day: up and down, on and off the couch and the big red chair and the guest bed in the basement and our bed upstairs. She has stopped jumping. I went out and bought a bed for her and placed it next to our bed. August carried her into it after her evening trip outside and she has been there for the last hour while we are out in the living room. Edward picked out a giant stuffed camel to put in the bed with her. This is so heartbreaking for me and probably for her too. I am seriously contemplating sleeping on the floor next to her sick bed.