My Emily has been my pride and joy for the last 3 1/2 years. She was my best friend, confidante, basically my everything. So it was heartbreaking to see her fine the other morning, but later when I got home from work I found 15 + pools of vomit around the house. I rushed her to the vet and the doctor wasn't particualry conerned..she didn't have a fever or anything. Her bloodwork was fine. They kept her overnight to keep an eye on her. So you can tell I was surprised yesterday morning to hear that she took and turn for the worse and died. The doctor kept asking me if I had anything posionous around (and there is not). He did an autopsy on her and could not find any conclusive findings. I keep thinking that this is my fault in some way. Maybe she did find something posionous..maybe I should have given her more attention lately, maybe I should have done this and that. This is one of the most devasting experiences of my life.When will things get better? And how can I stop blaming myself?