Josie died this morning at 6.45. She had been failing for a couple of months, after a much longer period of merely diminishing. Over the last couple of days, her condition worsened. It was, I think, not just old age, but probably some other complication, perhaps cancer. She was in great discomfort during the night, and I knew that she was not going to improve, no matter what was done. I took her to the veterinary emergency room this morning. She died very quietly.
I will, as always in these cases, write more later, but I wanted to let the world know that Miss Josefina von Chubs, the Great White, my Chubs, was no longer here; she is elsewhere, whole and healthy. My old lady is young again.