Tara got worse, so we spent the morning in the emergency vets, where she still is - for tests, observation and rehydration. 

I hated leaving her. 

We're allowed to go back to visit at 7 tonight.
I'm really hoping they'll let her home by then - even though they said she'd have to stay till Monday.

Poor little poppet hates strangers, the vets and being poked about, so she'll be having a very stressful time of it. 
However it has to be done and she's in the best place. Fingers crossed they'll sort it out and she'll be tip top soon.

We met some very sad characters in the waiting room, including a giant poodle who'd lost a big part of his leg to a snake/spider bite! WT*?