Our Annie Laurie is gone. She died in her Daddy's arms. DH and I were in Mexico when my DS called to say Annie was failing fast. Thank God it was our last day, and we were flying home that afternoon. But would we get there in time? The day before, I had contacted my dear friend who is an animal communicator. She said Annie was confused and needed something of Brad's to to smell and to lie on the bed to snuggle with his pillow. She said she wanted a snack -- applesauce, which DS gave her. She didn't understand when our friend said Daddy wanted her to eat and drink ("Huh?"). Annie said she was cold, especially her feet, so DS wrapped her in DH's shirt and a blanket. When she herd it would be one more dark, and then Daddy would be home, she said "OK, I will wait, but I am tired of waiting." By Thursday morning, she could barely stand, and my DS took her to the vet, where she became comatose. DS called us, and together with Dr. Robbins, we decided we would make Annie comfortable, hydrate her, and hope she could hold on until we arrived. Having been a hospice nurse, I knew Annie was in no pain or discomfort. When our plane landed at 8 pm, we sped through customs, retrieved our luggage, snagged a taxi and made it 30 miles to the vet in exactly one hour. Trust me, from Dulles International, that was a miracle. I am so grateful to Dr. Robbins and the Catoctin Veterinary Clinic team. All day, they kept her quiet, warm and safe, checking on her every 15 minutes and allowing my sister Colleen to stay with her until we arrived from Mexico. Dr. Robbins was waiting when we got there at 9:00 pm. He gave Brad and me time to say our farewells. The vet team had laid her on her dog bed with Brad's shirt and a blanket wrapped around her. two candles were lit at her feet. She was still comatose, but when Brad came in and kissed her, she opened her eyes to look at him one last time. Gently, Keith helped her slip into the night, away to St. Francis' loving welcome. May we all have such a beautiful, peaceful passing.