I have had to say goodbye a lot, but this was one time to many. I remember that day, when he wouldn't get up. I went outside to see him when my mom told me my grandma was taking him over to her house which was closer to a vet. It was that night when it happened. He died in his sleep, I'm glad it wasn't painful. The next day we got a terrible phone call announcing his death. My dad wasn't there which made it all worse. Me and him were cxlosest to Nanuk. All the other deaths i've had hurt too, just not this much. He was the one who tried to protect me when I was little. That night when he went away was the only timehe hadn't been with us besides vacations. This happened 4 years ago, I still cry, I'm cring while writing this. I know he's with me though, I've got a stuffed animal him. I've seen his ghost though, that helps. I still miss him though, I'm never forgetting him.