My sister's dog died today. She has had Tasha since... forever, it seems like!
The weird thing is, she was scheduled to be put down at the vet today. This afternoon before they were about to leave, Tasha went into the living room, lay down on the carpet, and died.
She must have known, and wanted to save my 7 month pregnant sister with two little boys in tow the trouble of the trip.
You were a sweet, sweet doggie and we'll miss you.