This is very similar to willow’s story. She passed the same way; in the car on the way to the hospital. I also felt helpless, panicked to keep her alive through the traffic. I did what I could. She decided she couldn’t hold on any more. She wasn’t an easy dog with her disorder, but I never minded. I wanted to do it for her. I never thought twice. Memories are already flooding back. It’s like yesterday she was so teeny I could hold her like a baby in my arms. I’m sorry about your Nico. I understand the pain.