Our 10 year old Golden Retriever "Buddy" died last fri night while I was at work. Our daughter came home and found him. He had congestive heart failure for awhile and the medicine finally just coudn't keep him alive any more. He was my constant companion and rode with me a lot. We had him for 9 years and he was my best buddy. I know he was only a dog, but he was the best dog anybody could have. When I go to the door it will seem strange not to see him run up onto the porch. I buried him on our farm next to the swamp he loved to play in. He is better off now and won't suffer. My only rergret is I wasn't home with him, but I think the old boy died knowig I loved him. Can't help it I guess I'm just getting soft in my old age.---- So long old pal. Where ever you are I hope they have your favorite dog biscuits!