My dog died in my arms waiting to put her down. This was during my divorce from my first wife.

As bad as the divorce was, nothing will ever come close to losing that dog. She was always there for me like no human ever can or would be and I was a mediocre owner to say the least.

I would like to get another dog, but after my childhood dogs passed away, getting her I knew it would eventually come. Dogs are better than any person I've ever known, including my current wife and myself. I wish I believed in dog heaven, sadly we just get to be blessed for the time they're here with us.