Today is officially a crappy day. I live in Oregon but am in Indy for a training. It was super hot where I live today, and my husband came home from work to find our 3 year old chihuahua mix dead in the kennel. He's been digging a lot, but hasn't been his kennel all day when its this hot because I've been home. I'm gone for work, and when my hubby came home he was gone.

My brother was supposed to come check on the dogs mid-day, but forgot. DH said that it looked like he'd been gone for a long time though, and he was in a freshly dug hole.

I'm just really crushed. Our dogs are our kids, and its been a couple of rough years. I am thankful that he didn't suffer and I know he's sitting up with my dad right now getting all kinds of loves. He was crushed when we lost my dad too, so I know how thilled he was to see him and am a tiny bit jealous.

I just hate thinking that maybe it could of been prevented. But, for the last month, I've just felt in my gut that something wasn't right. He's always been a high needs little guy, that obviously gets stressed by a lot of things, but it seemed like it was worse lately and like he was shedding a lot more. But, I thought I was just being crazy over protective.

I hate that DH is at home, alone, feeling guilty and there is nothing that I can do for another week It just really sucks. I really wasn't ready for this and am so ready to be home!