I lost my Dobby the morning of Friday July 29th. He was struck and killed by a car. When I saw him on the ground I ran screaming his name and he started wagging his tail. When I came close he looked up at me with the tenderest look for just a few seconds, then his look turned loose. I knew he had died. I don’t think there are words that can explain my loss other than to say that something inside me died with him that day. Three weeks now and I don’t know how the days have past, I’m still in a trance. My days without him are the most devastating. I’m trying to help myself, praying a lot, reading the Bible and I finished the book “Biblical proof animals do go to heaven", and I just started with my second book “The rainbow bridge” its helping because now I feel some hope that I will see him again, and this time we will never part. I love you Dobby, My Gorgeous Chiweenie, my Life, my little Cherub, my Boy, my Baby, my Treasure, my Cielo Azul (blue Sky) my everything!