My black lab, Midnite, died in August of last year at the age of 14 of what I assume to be natural causes. She was my little sweetie. We got here when I was 6 from the pound -- she was just six months old and minutes from being put down. I loved her so much. My favorite memory of her is when she was 2 or 3 years old and my mom was babysitting my cousin. The baby was toddling around, teaching himself to walk. Midnite followed him around everywhere (she was about 12 times his size). He started to wobble and lose his balance and my little Midnite stuck her head under his butt to break his fall.
