Originally Posted by eroswebmaster

I lost my best friend this morning, my dog Kerouac.
This dog was part of a family legacy, we lost the last in his line, his daughter earlier this year. He came from a long line of pups that my mother began breeding over 20 years go.

I knew that at his age it could be any day, but last night he began to have trouble breathing, and I was up with him all night.

I'm pretty sure he suffered a heart attack around 4:30 this morning, and he died in my arms a little while later.

I knew that if he made it through the night, that he would more than likely would have to be put down today.
I sure will miss the little character.