We had a Rat Terrier, Smalls, who was shot in our neighborhood. He ran and waited at our front door to greet our kids when they got home from school. After surgery and many hours of gut retching, he slipped away alone in a vet's hospital. It was a very difficult time for our family.

Count it a privilege to have had Hannah in your arms at the end. She knew you were there for her to the end and your love carries her now. I'm really sorry for your loss.