As Beth wrote, her uncle's dog Gypsy died last night. I really can't believe it. In fact, I'm not sure the whole impact has hit me yet, since I haven't been to Beth's house since then. It was totally unexpected. She was only four, and I figured she had most of her life ahead of her. Even when I knew she was hurting yesterday, I didn't think there was any chance she would die. Her diagnosis kept getting worse every time I heard about her. She was around since the first time I visited Beth, and I even remember Beth talking about her uncle Harry getting Gypsy back when we were just talking on AIM. I just can't believe she's gone, and I can't even imagine how Beth and Harry feel.