SUMMARY: On her own.
Who knew such perfect timing was needed? The appt wednesday was a day too early. The appt that I made yesterday evening for this afternoon, after a bad day yesterday, was a day too late. I stayed awake most of the night, downstairs, trying to keep an eye on her, but I fell asleep around 5 and when a phone call woke me up about 8:30, she was nowhere to be seen. Took me two passes around the house and yard to find her in a nook where they never rest or sleep. It had to have been right after I feel asleep--she's still warm but stiff.
Maybe too clinical. So. I am broken apart. I will go on, of course.
More photos to come. Many many many photos. How to choose?
Boost -- Jan 31, 2005 - April 24, 2015