Sarah died yesterday afternoon. The vet diagnosed her with lung cancer three weeks ago.

Friday morning she seemed to be doing very well - well enough that she brought me her hedgehog to toss down the hall for her to fetch.

I was supposed to be at a relative's funeral in Tucson last night, but just as I was walking out the door for the drive down, Sarah coughed up a huge clot of blood and started wheezing badly.

I drove her to the vet's office, where she walked in his front door, lay down on his doormat, and stopped breathing. They tried to intubate, but she had too much blood in her lungs to do anything.

The vet says she didn't feel much pain, if any. And she at least got a final car ride. She loved riding in the car.