Pippin, my cairn terrier, is no more. She was diagnosed with cancer of the bladder in August last year, just before her 13th birthday and the vet thought it was unlikely she'd last more than six months. Apart from the odd bout of cystitis she's been her normal self, eating well, playing well and going for walks of around an hour, but the bouts have been becoming more frequent. She was fine today but this evening when my daughter went to bring her in from the balcony she found her lying in a heap, unable to lift her head. Her little body was shutting down.
We're just back from the emergency vet, who had to put her to sleep. She'll leave a big gap in our lives. She may have been a small dog but not in her mind!
Sorry to hear you've lost Pippin. Sounds as though it was a relatively peaceful ending for her. You will miss her.
We met her at Malvern a couple of years ago. I love cairns, they're lovely wee feisty dogs, mines was called Dusty.