Her regular vet was away, but the vet and assistant were very kind and we stayed with her the whole time. It was really hard, though, compared to last time. In 1999 I had to have my dog, Dusty, put down because of cancer and the vet that was here then came to our house and Dusty died peacefully in the back yard where she loved to be. I would have wished the same for Tia, but it wasn't to be. The whole thing was much more stressful this time, and it won't be a good memory, I'm afraid. I just have to keep telling myself that she's in a good place now, free from pain.
I'm going to make a donation to the SPCA in her memory because right now I don't know what else to do to honor her and I feel like I have to do something. She was a stray before the SPCA found her and then we adopted her.