A little over 6 years ago my brother went to a local farm with a friend who was planning to pick out a puppy. My brother had no intention of getting a puppy for himself but one little guy made his way over to my brother as they were looking at the litter. My brother couldn't resist and he ended up bringing home this sweet border collie/blue heeler mix. He was so tiny, he used to sleep on my shoulder as I would lie on the couch. He passed away tonight. The vet thought he might have gotten into some kind of poison. My heart aches because of the loss, and for my brother.
