mom called me last night, they had to put my dog down. he basically had a heart attack, and had no blood flowing through him. couldnt walk, could barely move. was just an over night thing. and ill be honest with you folks, because i always have. i bawled. i was over sunday night for cake and ice cream and he was just as peppy as normal. i guess with the abundance of little kids over that night, it was just too much for him. ive been dreading this day because he has been getting older, i just didnt think it would come so soon. i wasnt able to take him with me when i moved because of lack of space for him to be able to move around. i just really wasnt expecting this so soon, right after my birthday on saturday. he was 12. at least i got to see him the day before.