Simon and Caleb woke me up this morning... to tell me that Piper passed away last night, in her sleep. She was all curled up in her bed.
Pretty much two months to the day since the diagnosis, and considering they expected her not to make it till Christmas, I feel pretty okay. She'd been pretty rough lately, but had eaten dinner and a bunch of cheese sticks and some pie last night. (Yep, spoiled until the end.)
I'm glad she went like that too -- it was pretty obvious she was completely asleep when it happened, comfy and safe in her bed.
Sad day at our house, though. She was the nicest little dog, and I will always thank her for being foreve