Boy - R.I.P.
This morning when I got up, my mom told me that one of our dogs died. She said he might of died last night because he was a bit warm this morning, but already stiff. It's kind of sad really. I feel so guilty like if I didn't do anything to prevent it. The good thing, however, is he died in his sleep, so he died in peace and didn't suffer at night. I don't even know what to say though. He's just gone...and he didn't have a name. We just called him boy. I don't understand. He looked fine a couple of days ago when I went to feed him in the morning. He was jumping and acting all hyper and stuff. I feel sad.