Worst Christmas

Today was my worst Christmas. My dog got loose and was hit by a car. He didn't make it.
His name was Caesar and I loved him very much.

What I'll miss most about Caesar:
1) that he skipped when he walked
2) when he'd curl up by my head and make a "Caesar hat"
3) how he'd get so excited when I fed him that he'd bark and run around...that dog sure loved to eat.
4) that he would always be so happy to see me when I get home that he'd bark so much he'd start panting.
5) how he'd de-squeak a ball in under 3 minutes.
6) when it got cold, he'd get under the covers to stay warm.