Sorry in advance for the overshare...
About 4 hours ago, my dog passed away. She struggled with breathing/heart issues all weekend and this morning around 6 am, she had a massive heart attack and died in my arms. She suffered from a heart murmur for years now, which progressed over time. As a result, her heart had to compensate and became extremely enlarged. She was my best fried and companion for 12 years. This was not my family's dog, this was my personal dog that I raised from the age of 19. As tragic as it was to watch her die, I'm grateful to be the last thing she saw and the last person she heard. I told her I loved her and that was she was a good girl until her last breath. Needless to say, this hasn't all really sunken in yet. I'm getting a lot of love from friends and family that is helping to lift me up. If I'm ruder than usual, or absent, please try to let it slide. More likely I'll keep myself immersed in this pointless pastime to keep myself distracted from the pain. She was a f***ing great dog, and cute as all hell.
Rest in peace Cori <3