I just got home from my 2 week music seminar, and Samantha was put down on Friday the 16th. My mom called me and asked me if it was okay if they did it while a I was away. At first, I said no, but then I realized how much she was suffering. I just wanted to say good bye. I don't remember life without her, she was 17 when she died and we got her when I was 16 months old. I can't stop crying. I know it was her time to go, but it just would have been easier if I got to hug her one last time. Nikki watched them bury her and my mom said that she seemed sad. Poor Samantha. I love you old girl, and I know you are happier where you are now.