My sweet Misty Girl crossed over the bridge this evening in my arms on our sofa. I am of course devastated, but also feel it was very peaceful the way that she went and I don't think that she suffered or was in pain. She awoke this morning like it was a normal day I would have never guessed it was going to be her last. She had vomitted a few times throughout the day but I thought it was the medicine not agreeing with her. Later this afternoon she tried to get up off the sofa and fell down and me and Trever put her back on it and she slept peaceful the rest of the afternoon. This evening I could tell that it didn't really seem like Misty in her body anymore and wasn't sure what I should do. I called and spoke to the vet who said that he didn't think that she was in pain. After hearing that I felt that she would rather breath her last breaths here at home than taking her once again to the horrible vets office. I had told trever after putting toonces to sleep a couple of weeks ago that I didn't think I would be able to do it with the dogs. I guess Misty heard me and new she would rather go at home. I was doing laundry and such and kept noticing that every time I would leave the room that she would raise her head up like, "don't leave me." I knew it was time. So, I held her in my lap and she just seemed to let go and relax and within 30 mintues she took her last breath. I have been bawling like a baby of course but I am also so relieved that her passing seemed peaceful which is the very thing I had told trever and everyone that I wanted. I will miss my girl. They say in the world of fostering and adopting dogs that they always chose you. As it was with Misty. She chose me and I know that even up until her last breath I was there for her to hold her and to tell her everything was going to be ok and I know that she knew that. I love you my sweet Misty girl.....run, run, free and I will see you on the other side.