Bad things happen in three

Well, my '2nd family' moved to Texas yesterday, and I'll never see them again, now I have an enormous amount of free time as I did stuff with them almost every day of the week. Then I got home yesterday to find that Mila can't stand up anymore, she can't get up onto her back legs... she's been having trouble... we had to carry her from place to place yesterday and she'd growl and snap... this morning she bit me when I was trying to help her outside... so its time to put her down *sigh*. Well, bad things always happen in three... one and two have happened, what will three be I wonder.