I was on my way to work and saw a dog that had been hit by a car. He was only 5-6 months old. No one had stopped and he was in a busy highway lane. I turned around, put my car in front of him and turned on the flashers. One of the ladies from work turned around to be with me because she knew how upset I'd be. I was going to wait for animal control to pick him up. I petted him softly. He died while I was there After seeing his so called home, I'm convinced he's much better off at the RB. I hope Duke gives him a good tour there and that he has a special place there. Rest peacefully sweetie.