Got a call from my sister a little while ago, that one of our dogs (Nikki) had gone into heart failure and they were going to have to put her down. Apparently it happened within like 20 min, so they were already at the vet when they called. Unfortunately, since I live an hr away, I wasn’t able to get back to my mom’s house to say goodbye one last time. At least I got to see her at Easter and got to hear her squeals of excitement when I came home. (I’m the only one she squeals for when someone walks in the house)