Goodbye, Colin

Little Colin died last night. He was out playing and got hit by a car. This is probably the hardest thing I've ever done and I hate it. It's so hard being away and not being able to see him or pet him one more time. My parents have been great and I know it's hard for them, but they took care of him and buried him this morning. My mom got his collar and clipped some hair for me too. I wish I could have him back, but know he was out playing and having fun, so I just try to think about that.