I received a call from the hospital this morning telling me that Mac had taken a turn for the worse. She was struggling to breathe, and our doctor did not think they could do anything else for her, since she did not respond to chemotherapy.
Rob and I were with her, holding her and stroking her as she fell asleep in my arms for the last time
RIP, my beautiful little friend. I swore I would never allow you to suffer, and I kept my promise.
We will all love you for eternity.