We lost Mara this morning. Kris and Annika went down to get her out of the kennel and she was limp and hardly breathing. Kris sent Annika upstairs and grabbed the phone to call his mom while also lifting Maa out of the kennel and laying her upstairs on the couch. He then changed clothes quickly, I wrapped her in a blanket and he brought her out to the car to rush her back to the vet clinic. I knew it was bad and Nana reaffirmed that. Kris was only 10-15 minutes away from home when he called and said she was gone and that he was going to keep going to the farm to bury her. I burst into tears then for the third time this short morning. I tried to get it together as quickly as I could because Annika gets to sad when I'm sad. But I'm just so sad! My puppy is gone! She was such a good dog. She was so tolerant of the kids and she was so friendly and she never barked or jumped on anyone. And she was so protective of us. I remember one time when another dog came running over to us growling as we were walking by its' house on the sidewalk. Mara immediately went into defense mode and put her body between us (Annika and I) and the other dog and then did a low growl. The other dog stopped dead in it's tracks and then it's owner called it back. I don't know what happened to Mara overnight but I'm assuming it was another seizure or something. And she was doing so well. We were stepping her down off the steroids and she seemed to only be doing better! She even started wagging her tail again just a couple days ago. My poor puppy. I hope she's healthy and happy now, running all around heaven.

I weighed James this morning and he is 15.8 pounds.