Harper passed away the night before last as I held her in my arms. She was snuggled calmly against me as she took her last breath. Today I took her to be cremated. My mother went with me, and before we left she pointed out a rainbow outside her window. Not a full rainbow, a half one connecting to the sky. I knew it was the bridge for Harper, going to be with the rest of her litter. As the song says, the circle is unbroken. Harper is home. My tough old lady, you survived two surgeries and an absess, but in the end I believe it was heartbreak that took you after we lost Cindy. You are together again now, the last of the litter I raised from birth, and someday I will see you all running to meet me. I love you, Harper. Later.