The grand plan was to get moving around 6 am this morning - we have lots to do! and it all has been circumvented by a 5 lb individual. Mr. Lee started vomiting last night, we don't know what's going on with her but it doesn't look good. We know she's 18 this year and given her previous injuries that she shouldn't have recovered from we realize that every day we've had her has just been a day's grace. But that of course doesn't help in the least. We have had Mr. Lee from the day she was born under Adam's bed and she's been on every adventure with us - from the hysterical move to Missouri - and the subsequent hysterical move back, to everything in between. We don't want to put her through anymore and very much don't want her to suffer but this is never easy and who knows, maybe it's a little thing that can be fixed. But I don't think so.