I just heard that my Mom put Lucky down today. She had seizures off and on her entire life, but they increased in frequency this past week. I was with her last night when she had one. She lived to be an old lady of 13, but it's still a sad day.
I feel this looming sense of doom approaching. We've had a few deaths hit our family and friends the past few months, and I feel this is only the beginning. I hope I'm wrong.