So I have a trip scheduled for tomorrow... and I go over to my Mom's to see how she's doing before I head off tomorrow, and she just brings it to my attention NOW that our family dog has been sick for the last month, not eating and only drinking, bleeding from her rectum, getting very weak, and crying every night; and that she wants to put her down TOMORROW! And she wants me to help her out to do that first thing tomorrow morning.
I try to corroborate these details with my Sister, but I have to force my way through her cold disinterest in fucking everything first... Of course she hasn't taken any interest in her own dog dying.
We're broke, I'm not working right now, we can't afford the luxury of what would undoubtedly be an expensive trip to the vet, so she's jumping straight to euthanasia. The dog is still drinking liquids, so I'm not sure if she's just been very ill (for a month?) and she can get over it with a bit more time.
She told me that it maybe started with them going on a walk and them allowing the Dog to drink river water, which caused her to throw up and be ill ever since.
I just want to hold out hope and say she'll be fine, this is the first major trip I've ever planned for myself, and OF FUCKING COURSE my Mom manages to alchemy up something fucking heartbreaking and dramatic at the very last fucking second. She always does. I hate my worthless family.
I don't know what to do.