We put Mele to sleep yesterday. Six months from the surgery in August put us here, and it was almost like clockwork. She was fine until she wasn’t, and the decline was quick. There were hints once in a while that she wasn’t really fine, like she knew something was...

I suppose in a sense, all our days are numbered, but it's different when you actually have some idea of how many days are left. We were told in September that Mele has about six months to live. It started with a lump on her belly I found when I picked her up one day...