Henry was from a shelter in New Hampshire. From the moment we met him until God took him home, we had a very strong bond. He was our (fur) baby and one of the sweetest dogs ever. He would have been 13 on Oct. 28th. He loved riding in the car, taking walks, treats, and us. We love him so much, and our home seems so empty now. He died last night at home (thanks to a miracle from God), as comfortable as possible. My husband and I had didn't know if he was in pain, but he he looked so sad and sick so we decided to have him put to sleep today - which we both dreaded so much. We prayed that God would take him gently from home and He did. We miss him so much, and we won't be adopting another beagle because of our ages. We don't want a dog to outlive us. Thank you Lord for granting our prayer, and thank you Henry for being such a sweetheart, lovable, patient and kind.