It's September 9th which means the final day of my dying dog. She can't move anymore, all she can do is lie on her lite bed. She is 17 today, waiting for heaven, where she deserves to be. I got her when i was really young, she grew up with me and i loved her so much, i still do. I can't sleep at night because i always think about her. She was a great playful dog and now that i see her slowly dying, i just can't stop crying. I don't want her to die, i don't want to say goodbye yet.. I'm really sorry if i'll not be online on Newgrounds for a while. I just have to get over my depression.