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Mist makes progress in the form of us noticing she's doing something normal and us realizing that she hadn't been doing it before.
That's how close to death's door she might have been.
Like holding her head up.
Like having the energy to clean herself.
Like being able to balance well enough to do a good job cleaning herself.
Like a good, full-body, stretch.
Like moving from the last place we set her down.
The day by day improvement is remarkable and I'm remarking on it!
She's still too skinny for my tastes, but she's eating. She's also getting full and stopping. I think she's starting to realize that she's not living meal to meal anymore.
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