
We had to say good by to our friend of 17 years this morning. She had a heart attack 3 days before Marie's mother died (she had been Marie's mother's dog before she came to live with us 10 years ago). She had been on heart medication and slowly going down hill. This morning she woke me up, I took her outside, and she came bounding back, just like she did 15 years ago. She ate her breakfast, and then came into the kitchen where I had started to prep mine. She had a siezure, and when I listened to her chest, it was obvious that she had another heart attack. I awoke Marie and rushed her to the Vet--but we all decided to say good by.
A lot for Marie to bear, but she has seen a lot of adversity in her life, and will make it through this one too.