My friend had a two pound yorkie who used to run like a bullet through the house. One day she just stopped and fell over dead. It was heart attack, also. I'm sorry for your loss.
The most scared I was with Bandit was when he had his last seazure. It was so awful and hubby grabbed him and rushed him to the ER vet. He died that night. The most scared I've been with Tucker is right now, waiting for him to have his surgery next week and for the biopsy results to come back. |