Today, when my mom picked me up from ballet, I found out that my brittany spaniel Mac had been killed. He was hit by a car around 4:00. He and his little sister, Kimi the akita mix, had gotten out when my dad was cutting the grass and apparently headed for the busy road we live by. My parents drove around and then drove up the road that leads to the busy street. Two sheriff's officers were pulled over and directing traffic. One was holding Kimi, while the other was carrying Mac out the street. Kimi was fine, but Mac was already gone. The police pulled over when they saw Kimi darting from the side of the road back into the middle of the street--- were Mac was. She wouldn't leave him. The officers looked at the tags and tried calling my parents but of course they weren't home because they were out looking for the dogs. But some how they went on to busy street and found the officers. The police men were very kind and very sorry for our loss. My mom took Mac home and my Dad dug a hole in the back yard. He asked my mom if we should get him cremated, but my mom made a point by saying that the backyard was his place. After I got home, I went into the backyard and visited him and said my good byes. Kimi came by me and seemed to be waiting for her brother to get up. I don't know how long I was sitting out there, but long enough to examine how he died and to realize that he wasn't going to get up. I don't think it occurred to me that my puppy wasn't going to get up when I petted his neck and I realized that I couldn't grab all the extra skin he was supposed to grow into. It was stuck and unmovable. I know the CSI in me had kicked in a while ago but I wish I didn't know any of it because it didn't make it any easier. Nothing that I knew of was broken but he had urinated on himself and he was bleeding from his stomach. Internal injuries obviously. I don't care how he died as long as he went quickly. I was the one to bury him. My eight year old sister tried to help but couldn't. My mom was crushed and my dad wasn't home. I didn't lose it until I had to bury his head. I'm going to miss my baby. He wasn't even two yet.:( And Kimi won't stop whimpering. You remember this picture? This is when we got him only a year and a half ago. Mac and Kimi This is when he fell asleep in my moms arms. It was really funny.:P