I had animals die, too. Like this sad one, an abandoned kitten. He wasn't going to make it, we knew. Our mom cat didn't accept it, so we had to hand feed it. We had such great times, even though it pained us to see him each day. His name was Boots. One day, Boots wouldn't drink his milk. Mom and dad know, and we were told. We gave him a comphy place to lie down, so he wouldn't die cold. He had died that day, and we buried him next to our other cat, a cat that died in our small liter of kittens. We all get over things, even though it's hard to. Just try and think that he's in a better place, running around with all the other dogs.