She, I know, went to a better place.
She was diagnosed with degenerative spinal disease.
It was one month, after she was diagnosed, until I had to put her down.
I still re-live that moment.
We - the vet , the vet nurse, me and my dear 12 and a half year old girl all sat on the floor.
I'm sure she knew - she looked into my eyes and said "thanks".
As she went, she waved a paw.
I knew I had done the right thing.
It still hurts.
I miss my girl.