Just got home from putting my dog to sleep. He was a really good dog of fifteen years. I'm gonna miss him. Played him some blues on my guitar. His spirit has joined the spirit of all living things that come from the earth. I'm bummed but I am at peace. He died while I was scratching his face like he loves, in my hands. Goodby Fritz, I'll be with you when I'm outside. He's a Miniature American Eskimo. Very good dog to have.