how's she doing today?
i laughed at your description of her wanting to be carried down the ramp. we used to joke that punkin wanted to "take the elevator" up the stairs from our daylight basement, where he liked to hang out. we, of course, were the elevator. ever obedient, DH and I would go downstairs, pick him up and bring him up to the main floor. we didn't mind being the elevator for him. it's a small thing.
i hope Izzy's eating happily today and enjoying life a little bit!