She has her good moments and her bad. In the good moments I tell myself I'm making a horrible mistake, but in the bad moments I'm relieved that it's the right decision. I am forced to define "quality of life" not only for her, but for me and my husband and our relationship. It's all so very difficult.
(These photos were all taken Spring 2007 , which is why she looks so good. I had to use treats to perk her up in the top photos as it is typical for Jazz to act as if the camera is stealing her soul, otherwise she'd always look like she does in the last photo, with her ears down. )