Ended up having to bury my daughters dog.
She and her family left for vacation today. Camping up in Northern Maine. The campsite doesn't allow dogs so one of my other daughters was going to house sit and take care of her 2 little dogs.
My daughter let the dogs out in the fenced in back yard and watched as one of the dogs wiggled through a gap in the gate and ran out into the street and got hit by a car.
My daughter called me in hysterics so I drove over and found a nice spot at the edge of the woods and buried him. Needless to say both daughters and families are pretty upset. Ollie was a cute and happy little guy. Really stinks.