We lost Sugar a few months ago. She had incurable cancer, and treating her, even just keeping her comfortable, was going to cost thousands of dollars, so we had to let her go. But she had lived a good, long life, most of which was with us. She was fifteen years old, and we had adopted her from friends when she was two.
I held her till the end, and then I cried my eyes out. But I’m a big believer in the Rainbow Bridge, and I know she’ll be waiting there for me.