She went peacefully, just as if she were going to sleep, only with her eyes open. I'm not really sure how it will be getting used to not having her around. I have two other dogs, but I'm used to three, and I'm used to hearing her tags tinkle while she paced around the house at might. Now, her tags and purple collar have a place besides my tea cups on my desk and she has a permanent place in my heart.
Rest in peace, Angel. Hope you're up there with Grandpa. You were always his favorite.