The dear girl named Sox left this world today for a better world. She was 12 and was happy and sweet and protective of her people. Last January she developed anemia related to her autoimmune problems. She fought a tough battle and numerous appointments. I noticed she was getting weaker the last few days. Today I fed her a bit, left for work, texted my vet about her situation. I was going to take her to the vet to put her to sleep, but when I arrived at this afternoon, she had died in her sleep on her bed covered with a blanket. My son and I put her in my car. The vet will cremate her, and give me her ashes along with a paw print. Very sad day. At least is not suffering.