One of my dogs died today, or during the night. It was the female, Dixie, who I loved to death, so this morning I got up early to feed the animals and as I called her she never came to the gate like she always did. It was like Sheba all over again. Sheba was dixie's mother who died a while back; we never did find out what caused it. Mom says something must have bite her, or poisoned her. Heero has deep cuts and scraps all over his face, and bandit was trying to breakout of his kennel by ripping a hole in the gate, but either way I'm upset. She was sweet and very playful, and just wanted to be by us all the time. I actually hadn't seen her all week because mom was feeding them, so I never got to see her in a while until I found her dead today. She just turned a year old a couple of months ago, so she was still just a puppy, growing up, and sheba's very last puppy. I'm gonna miss her.

On a slightly happier note, I saw the new Transformers movie the other day. I really like it, the new characters, and the story. It was really good.