RIP buddy, I'm really going to miss you. Been my shadow pretty much all of my life, he was a lot different than any normal dog. He was smart, if somebody yelled at me, he'd decide to jump in and bark himself. He was quite the loyal friend. Never was an "at-the-feet" dog, he always liked to act like a human and lay on pillows himself, like a king. I don't know what to really say anymore, I'm still in shock. Being run over by a truck is not how you really ever expect him to go. It's not often you see a grown man cry. Was hesitant on making this at first, but I thought it'd be best. I'm sorry for the shitty attitude lately, I've just been trying to get over this for a little bit.