Yes. Our dog, Buster, passed this morning. We're not sure what happened. My mother woke up to find him on the bathroom floor this morning, and he had already passed. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough money to have an autopsy done or have him cremated. We buried him in my fathers backyard this afternoon, and will be placing a headstone for him in the next week or so. It's very sad to see your animal pass at such a young age. He was only 4 years old. This is the first animal I've had to actually bury myself. All my other cats, I've brought to the vet, and had them take care of the arrangements for me. At least I got to see him one last time before we buried him. Anthony, Mom, my brother, his girlfriend, and I all went to bury him. Anthony made sure to bury him with his name tag, and I let him have the bed I made him out of fleece. It's been a rough day for everyone, but I just needed to write a little something to put my mind at ease, and help me sleep. This journal is more of a vent then anything else. Expect some artwork in the next week or so. I may make a couple photo's of him to help ease my grief.

RIP Buster
July 31, 2005 - November 24, 2009
I'll miss you so much, buddy. I love you

P.S. All of his belongings are being donated to the local Pet Food Pantry, and to the Humane Society.