Hi I am new here, my name is Kacy and I am just looking for support. On August 24th 2011, I lost my best friend. He was my dog. A black lab. I found him abandoned as a puppy on the side of the road in the middle of winter. At the time my husband and I had 3 other dogs, 2 Miniature Pinschers and a black lab mix. Chance immediately got his name as I picked him up and put him in my car. We brought him back to health and my heart swelled for this little ball of love. We decided to find him a new home since we already had 3 dogs, so after about 6 months of careful searching, I let him go. It absolutely broke my heart. I knew in that instant I had never been so attached to a dog like I was to him. Fast forward a year, me and my husband go through a divorce. Then I get an email one day, the lady I gave Chance to, wants to know if I can take him back. Perfect timing. April 9th 2010 was one of the happiest days as I went and got my boy back. We picked up right where we left off. He was my best friend still, always there to snuggle, helped me through the divorce. Was the most devoted baby. Then last year, sitting on the porch with the family, August 24th 2011, it all seemed perfect. My kids and I with my new fiance, and Chance hanging out with us. We were all talking and then someone realized Chance was gone. We live on 3 acres, so it wasnt unusual for him to get up and wander. But this time he was gone. So we started searching and calling for him. He had his tags on with my phone number so I knew if he ended up somewhere they would call. And they did call. And I hear it over and over constantly. "Do you own a black lab?" Yes. "You need to come, he isnt going to make it" My best friend had been hit by a car. The people didnt stop. A neighbor saw. He was already gone when I got there, not to far from our house. And I havent been the same. I wasnt ready to lose him, he was only 3 years old. Ive tried everything I can think of, talking to people, framing every picture I own of him, making a memorial for him and I still cant heal. I cry constantly. People tell me he was just a dog. But to me he wasnt. I had a dream of him shortly after he passed. Him and I were playing in a field of flowers. It was beautiful. He was healthy and perfect. But I havent had any dreams of him since then. And I just hope he is okay. Its been 8 months, and it feels like yesterday. Is there anything else I can try to help make this easier? Thanks in advance.