I am completely devastated. The kids don't know yet- I've asked our au pair to take them out after school so I can get my head round it a bit more.
He managed to break out of the garden and he was hit by a car. The bastard didn't even stop- fortunately someone saw and came to let me know. I feel like complete shit because the last time I saw him I was shouting at him for pooping in the house.
I'll be OK- then I'll walk into another room expecting him to jump all over me or I'll open a drawer and find a toy or packet of treats.
Managed to get most of his stuff into the garage so it's not in the house but no doubt I'll end up finding something and break down again.
I'm especially heartbroken for DS because he's been badly bullied and he doesn't have many friends and managed to form a real bond with the dog.
Off I go again...