Andy and I went to the emergency clinic at seven this morning. Gail hadn't improved significantly, if at all. The vet's recommendation was to euthanize, since her breathing was labored and since so many things had gone wrong more or less at once. We were both holding her as her heart stopped, and we asked her to give our love to Thena and our grandparents.
Andy has to be at work today for a conference. Please keep him in your thoughts; I have the luxury of falling apart in my own home, while he has to keep himself together. Heidi is currently in my lap, purring, and not letting me be alone.
Tomorrow is the 11-month anniversary of Thena's death.