I was dreading writing this because I know what its gonna do to me. But Monday night when I got home, my Jack Russell Terrier, Roxy, got out of the house and was hit by a car. She didnt make it. We rushed her to the vet, but it was already too late.

Im having a real hard time dealing with her death. I know she is better off where she is now and all that jazz, but I just cant help but feel empty inside, I feel lost. I have had trouble sleeping and I just cant get the sight out of my head.

Roxy was an amazing dog, she was always there for me when I needed her and when I was alone, she was there. I cant even express how much she really ment to me. I have been crying all the time and have just been in a limbo for the last couple days... I wrote a blog about her and the accident here: MySpace

This certainly hasnt helped me in anyway. It seems the god has more test for me to go through... as if cancer wasnt enough, now he's taken my pride and joy from me. I just dont understand.