I had taken her that morning to the vet, knowing she was seriously ill. The vet said she would do some tests and have some word for us later. We pretty much knew what that word would be, and were prepared to put her down rather than let her suffer. Before we could make that decision, however, Emma passed. I know deep down that she passed when she did so we wouldn't have to agonize over making that final decision. She was thinking of us to the end.
Here's what I posted two years ago:
RIP Emma Belle
My life was much richer because you were in it. Thanks for being my best friend.
S
