I am sad!
The sweet girl dog I had adopted a couple of years ago from an old lady who died in the old neighborhood (the second old dead person we found on our neighborhood watch, btw) was trying to protect me from another dog, shook off her collar and ran after the mean barky dog, right in front of a car and died today.
I know these things just happen sometimes, but I was very attached to her. She was so willing, after a bit, to join our little pack and make us her family. We had another dog (who is dead now, too) and she just found her place in the pecking order and loved everyone, even the other dog, Winkie. We lost Winkie a few months back.
Her name was, Jumpy. Jumpy is gone.
Now we have the one dog, Cupid, who is a chiweenie and absolutely adorable. He had been looking for her all afternoon.
I let him sniff her body and he was OK with it, once he understood.