One of my dogs, Cici, just died 4-23-010. We got her last year in July. Both my dogs bolted through the front door while me and my sister were at school as Dad opened the door to go to his car. Mom was already at work. So my dad had to get them. The two mutts ran around the neighborhood my dad in his car, following them. And then, they decided to run across a busy street. Albus, went first across the bustling street, followed by Cici. She got hit by a truck, and the driver didn't stop or see the poor creature while she was following Albus across the busy street. She died instantly. Albus instantly knew that something was wrong. So he promptly turned around while dodging traffic went to checkup on Cici. Dad was far behind them when all this happened. He parked in the local church's empty lot, witch all of this stuff happened in front of. Sprinting to Albus, Dad scooped my beloved dog up and ran back to the car,and threw the dog in and slammed the door. He did the same thing with the lifeless lump that was once Cici. At least she died happy, running and free, instead of natural causes. Thats way my Little Hyperactive Jumping Toy would of liked to leave.