The Pup with no name

What are we going to name you?

Failures

Dashing away

Dash died today.

I found him early this morning, under the car; stiff and lifeless. His eyes still wide open, fixed towards the door to the house. He must have been waiting for me to come out during the night and rub him and ease his pain. I feel guilty not bringing him to the vet sooner.

I don't even know why he died. Darn. This is totally unexpected.

He was very weak yesterday but managed to look at me when I took this shot.