I am so very, very sorry for your loss. My canine companion is getting up there in years, and had a 'stroke' (idiopathic vestibular event) around Thanksgiving, and thinking she was leaving, I was completely bereft. She's recovering, but it greatly saddens me even thinking about the day that will come. Will Rogers once said, "If dogs don't go to heaven, when I die, I want to go where they go." Amen to that, and know that Roscoe is playing in the sun-dappled 'fields of Elysium', patiently and happily awaiting your eventual reunion.