One night while iwas sleeping. My dad heard my dog breathing hard. It was foster. He toke him to the vet. At the vet he died. They creamated him. The peces that didn'n burn we got those peces the next day. When my dad woke me up for school he told me Foster had died. The whole day at scool no mater what I was doing I cepet thinking about Foster.It was hard to consantrat on everything. So usally every day I think of him, pray for him when I say my prayers. And from now on I will keep him in my heart. When I go up to heven I will run to him hug him, scratch him and kiss him.