So today I officially have lost my third dog. I woke up this morning and found him on my bed. He wouldn't wake up, so I stayed there for a while, and then checked his pulse. He was gone. So, I may be a little depressed for the time being. Yeah. I lost my first when I was 8, and I came home from school. He was curled up in my garage, and Patton was lying next to him.

I miss both of them.