My grandfather had a dog that he adored and treated just like his child. The dog would often follow my grandfather around whenever he left the house. He was a well trained dog and this was in the rural areas where leashes were not necessary. After my grandfather's sudden death, the dog would still get out of the house around the same time my grandfather would have gone out and come back a few hours later. Less than a month after my grandfather's death, the dog was struck down by a bus while returning home. I was still a young kid and seeing the dead dog lying a few feet from our entrance was the most heartbreaking thing to see.
