my uni's dog died. we found him in the lake, under the docks. how do i cope with this? he was a really good boy, always getting super excited when saw me, running towards me wiggling his tail and shit. he let my pat his stomach -which is the sign of utmost trust in dogs-. he didnt care about alot of people. and now hes dead. proabbly died in a fight with stray dogs. or some sick bastard killed him. i mean the way we found his corpse made me very fucking sad, the fact that he died made me feel down too but that way? it was just horrible.