Today is a tough 'dog' day because my stepson's dog was hit by a car and killed this morning before school. She was a little Havanese and just over a year old. He was so proud of all the tricks he taught her and was very fond of her. Jp just left here with Eco to pick up him and bring him here for the day. I feel so bad for him. I just keep thinking of things I wanted to hear when I lost a dog. But it's different for kids isn't it?