I had this golden lab mane stormy I lost to getting hit by a car... I will never forget that day, I was 15 at the time, living with my mom in the city, I went to the mall with a bottle of whiskey to drink with my girl at that time, I specifically told my older sister to not let him out side unless he was on a leash, cause he only listen to me when he was off leash, well she ignored me and he ran a crossed the road after a cat and got hit by this lady speeding down a residential street... I got a call, while I was tucked away with my girl getting down and sippin back on the bottle, from my sister scream and crying while she said stormy got hit, they came and got me.. when i first got there i yelled his name, and saw his tail start to wag and I ran up to him laying there with his chest caved in blood coming out if his mouth, eyes, and ass... I sat right next to him, picked his head up and laid it on my lap, and kept telling him how much I love him and he is a good boy, he kept wagging his tail, licked my arm, than whimpered and took his last breath... God dam I love that do he was my best friend, it was like he waited and suffered just to see me before he died.. I still have his ashes in my room, with a picture of me and him and my cousin, and sis my my car I used to go joy riding in... I was so fucking pissed off at that lady I almost killed her that day, I kept breaking my hands in the concrete just to eas the pain and so I did break that cunts neck, I told her to get out of here and she ran back to her car and took off... It still gets to me to this day... Rip storm...