When I found Chérie, she was lying in her little basket. I bent down to her. Entreating, she looked at me. Her breath was heavy and as I took her out on my arms, her little head fell aside. I forgot what happened until we arrived at the vet. I had to call my husband away from the TV-show, I had to bring the other dogs into the house and to drive to the vet - all that seemed to me not more than a short moment...

What happens then - read further in the new YTJ.