Loss

There's no easy way to write a post like this, so the best thing to do is just get it out.

Lizzy passed away this afternoon rather suddenly.

I worked from home all day and Lizzy seemed fine. She was sleeping on her bed by the patio door, covered as always. Then, sometime this afternoon, she let out a little howl, similar to the one she voices when she dreams of chasing rabbits. I thought nothing of it and continued to work. It wasn't until I was getting ready to leave to pick up Lauren for a flu shot that I noticed something was off. Lizzy's eyes were open, but they weren't moving. Her eyes always move, following me as I walk around. As I neared her, I knew instinctively what had happened and what that howl was. I still took her to the vet's to make sure and they confirmed my fears. Debbie was driving home at the time, meaning all I could do was leave a note to meet me at the Vetinary Hospital. The doctor surmised that it was probably a stroke due to the effects of Addison's. He stated that she most likely passed very quickly with little to no pain.
The hardest part about this is that Lizzy seemed to be doing so well. She seemed to be back to normal and the medicine was doing its job. Every sign we had was that things were getting better and we had our old Lizzy back. I can only imagine how tough the next few days will be, particularly with Lauren. Even though we brought her to the vet's and let her say good bye, tonight she still asked "Where's Lizzy?" That was a tough one to handle and I don't think this is getting any easier.