My best friend died.

[Serb]

His name was Tim (a shorter for Timerlan/Temujin).
It's an old picture.

[Zkribbler]

What a cutie.

[Cort Haus]

Commiserations, mate.

[Kidlicious]

Sorry to hear it Serb

[Az]

My deepest condolences.

Try to remember all of your good times together...... dogs are the best.

[Dinner]

Dogs are cool. Sorry man.

[BlackCat]

Loosing a pet that you have known for years really sucks - condolences

[notyoueither]

Sorry to hear it, Serb.

[MrFun]

sorry about your loss

[Wiglaf]

How can you tell he had a heart attack. Did you do a dog autopsy??

[Lonestar]

Gentlemen of the jury, the best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son and daughter that he has reared with loving care may become ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has he may lose. It flies away from him when he may need it most. Man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees and do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his DOG. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground,where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wing and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast into the cold, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard him against danger, and to fight against his enemies. When the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws and his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death.

-Senator George Vest, 1870.

[Serb]

Great words

[Asher]

Indeed

(And I'm not really a dog person)

[Serb]

Originally posted by Wiglaf
How can you tell he had a heart attack.

Docs said his heart is really weak and needs medicine. He felt very bad last months and couldn't stand hot weather we have here now.

Did you do a dog autopsy??

Of course not.

[Dr Strangelove]

Sorry to hear that. You know though that he was suffering, and that being just an animal he couldn't understand why. You wouldn't have wanted his suffering to have continued.