Lina lost her battle to her illness. She could not open her eyes this morning and was struggling with breathing. I picked her up and she was limp like a rag doll. I held her in my arms and she opened her eyes and looked into my eyes with love, as if to let me know it was time to say good-bye. She was dying. I held her in my arms, kissed her, comforted her, and told her we loved her very much and that it was okay to go and rest in peace.
Lina died peacefully in my arms at 6:30 a.m., surrounded by my husband and Bella. She was loved to the very end. We will bury her wrapped in her blanket with her favorite toy, in a box, in our backyard.
Our hearts are broken into a million pieces.
Rest in peace, sweet Lina Beana...