My Good Freind

it will be three weeks this tuesday that i lost my good freind dinger a bordercollie i got from the pound a little over six years ago im not sure how old he really was they guessed five years when i got him so was at least eleven mabe older he started acting a little weird on sunday wouldnt really eat much still drinking though and he had kinda of an oder to him so monday i called the vet and him an appointment for tuesday monday he started acting better more like himself eating again followed me around while i did yard work like he used to seem like himself and i told him he was still going to the vet tuesday so i could get him checked out i figured the oder was &%^ glands he had problems in the past so monday night when my wife got home she couldnt get him to come in the house she said he just laid there looking at her wich was kinda normal he never woud listen to her if i was home anyway. got up for to go to work tuesday and noticed he wasnt in the house so i went to the door to and called him he didnt come so i flipped on the light and was layinguot by his tree called him again he lifted his head up i was almost a little mad he wasnt going to come see me before i left so finished getting ready and checked on him again and there ha was a the door so i fed him and patted him on the head told him id see him later like i always did and left and just had a bad feeling later that morning so when lunch came around i went home to check on him and when i got there i found him laying by the door in pretty bad shape to make a long story short i went in the house to call the vet and then when back and set next to him he deid before the vet ever got there i feel so guilty about this i shouldvestayed home tuesday and i really dont know what happen to him and i keep blaming myself he was so loyal to me and i let him down i miss him alot and keep thinking of the what ifs and coulda beens