At about 2:00 A.M, my dad woke us up and told us that we were going to take Luther to the animal hospital to put him down. When we got there, we all said our goodbyes. The vet told us that Luther had passed away just before they had to put him down. Later that month, our dog KC was very weak and couldn't get up. We were very worried, so we took KC to the vet. The vet told us that they were going to keep KC at the vet overnight and we could go home. The next morning, the vet called and told us that KC passed away over night. I had lived my whole life with KC and Luther by my side, but they’re both gone now. I told myself that I was going to stay strong and they would always be resting in peace and watching down on me no matter what. A month later, my family bought a Golden Retriever puppy and named him Copper. My family loves to play with Copper and Max any minute we get. Overall, I think I really learned to appreciate my dogs while I have them, because they don’t live forever. R.I.P.