Today I had to make the heartbreaking decision to let my sweet Tuna Belle cross Rainbow Bridge. Last night she started having seizures and was losing control of her bladder. This morning I finally made the call to end her suffering at the suggestion of the vet staff. The selfish part of me wanted the vet to run tests, prescribe medicines and treat her, but I knew that wouldn't be fair to her. I will miss her so dearly, especially the adorably ugly little noises she made when she was about to get fed. I know she's in a better place, but my heart still breaks for her.