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Thank you for all your thoughtful and kind comments Sabrina, atomicc, gayleggg, shattered sanity, winter4me, Yobeth, Citrine, JadeAmethyst, and George H.
My dog was a very sweet little princess who always strived to be "good." I think the most difficult part of her death was that she was jumping around and had regained her appetite hours before she died. She always had a sensitive stomach and did not tolerate most medicines her vet prescribed. We were trying to get her strong again before we tried another heart medicine. Her little heart, so full of love, suddenly gave out. I rushed her to the vet, but she was gone before I could get her there. She just seemed too young to die.
I'm glad she didn't seem to suffer for a long time. And I am also glad she died with me near her rather than in a veterinary hospital emergency room, surrounded by strangers.
It's been almost 3 weeks and I'm still sobbing and crying myself to sleep.
I can't sleep now because I miss her so much. I have to keep wiping the tears off my face as I type.
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