R.I.P.

Sad news to report this evening. Tyler's pup-dog, Scoobie died. At such a young age, he loved to chase trucks and tried biting the tires. A sales man stopped this evening and on his way out, ran over the dog. The boys are hangin' there heads a lil' low tonight and probably will for awhile. Even though we only enjoyed Scoobie for 2 months, he brought plenty of smiles to Tyler's face. He was his best friend. When he went to the farm, he would play with him for hours on end. Kicking a ball around, throwing a stick or just plain wrestling. Tyler loved Scoobie. I think we all did. Even grandma has a special place in her heart for him...at least some memories...how the pup destroyed her goose decoration's outfit or left her treats in the yard to clean up.
AND...it was so hard to even to start to explain to your son that his dog died and he wouldn't see him anymore. Prepares you for the first of many hard truths that children have to learn. Life isn't fair and that all things come to an end. For Scoobie Doo, it was way too early. Tyler cried...and mom & dad did too. Its hard seeing a loved one hurt. Awe, Scoobie Doo, we love you and hope that you are resting in peace in doggie heaven.