Vinny passed away this morning.

Sorry to hear about Vinny. It sucks. Dogs are always there for you, always there to listen when you need to talk to someone and work out your issues, and true friends who don't judge you. All they want is a little love and affection, which they give back many times over.

I just had to put down one of my dalmatians this spring. I still miss the heck out of him. I hated having to put him down, but knew I had to do it. He was there to talk to when I had problems to work out and stuck to me like glue. I saved him from getting taken away from the Michigan Humane Society and put down by them three years earlier. At least I saved him and he had three more years left in him. I wish I was able to have him longer, he was such a great dog. He was passed through many neglective homes and at one time was shot. The vet found three pieces of buckshot in his back when I had to get some x-rays for him after being in a car accident. I promised him that nobody would do that again to him as long as I had him. At least his last three years were his best and he was happy. I still regret having to put him down, but the vet told me it was time and I knew deep down he was right. We were both there for each other when we needed it.

At least you didn't have to put Vinny down. He died on his own so you know it was his time to go. It is so tough to loose them. Just think about all of the joy and happiness he brought you while he was here. I know you wouldn't trade that for the world. It's better to have had him and miss him, than not to have had him at all.