One night my dog was just too sick and wouldn't take his pain medicine. I thought so hard about what to do. I couldn't be selfish and let him suffer. Me and my Mom stayed with him all night on his favorite bed. Until at 2:00 in the morning he had to go out. We were trying to stop him from going outside due to his bad hind legs. He was such a good and well trained dog that he made it outside in the back. Me and my mom thought he would be fine and we could take him to eb put down tomorrow. I stayed up till 4:00 when I heard him crying. I ran from my bed and out the door and he somehow got the bicycle outside collapse on him. I got it off and helped him up and he went to lay down next to the flowers. He seemed alright so I went back to my room. I fell asleep and woke up at 7:00 and fell asleep again and dreamt of a place Buddy was. There was all these other dogs and was beutiful and had a bridge and rainbows. The only thing was I wasn't there. I woke up at 9:00 and my mom was next to me and told me he passed on. I ran outside and saw him laying down comfortably next to the flowers and in the direction as if he was watching the sunrise. He somehow knew it was his time. He did me a favor by not having to put him down. I gave Buddy a piece of my heart and he took it with him when he left, but the piece he left me I will keep with me forever. I LOVE YOU BUDDY! :'[