When Bassett had to leave me, I had to ask her to show me what to do. When she did die, it was peaceful for her. As much as I miss her knowing she went without pain is a huge comfort.

I remember the night before I started my vet assistant course I was laying in bed. I was a little bit nervous because it was new and I was having trouble getting to sleep. I remember hearing a purr and I thought, wow.. that sounds just like Bassett. Then I looked down to the end of the bed and nothing was there, but when I moved my foot it was warm.. and I knew she was there helping me along.

They never really die.. their bodies give out with age but they carry on and keep us in comfort. A bond like that can't be broken. I talk to her and think about her every day, and I know she hears me.