Esther had a stroke last Friday. We waited four days for a miracle that never came and said goodbye on Tuesday. She was 14 years old. Her health, which had always been good, took a dramatic decline when she lost her friend Zeke in September.
She had a good appetite, wagged her tail, even played with her toy sometimes - right up to the end, but she could barely walk and when she did, she stumbled around in a daze.
Molly is befuddled after losing her two best canine friends - really her ONLY canine friends - in five months, but she is a great comfort to my family.