Bentley passed away at 3 pm yesterday. he was my favorite little soul. all he ever wanted to do was snuggle and share a snack. he is my parents dog, they got him when I was 15. I work for my parents and use their home office so I spent nearly everyday with him even after I moved out. I hate myself for not being there when he passed but he didn't die alone at least. my mama and daddy were with him and held him the whole time. he had congestive heart failure, we found out last week, but the vet said he most likely had 6 months to a year. but his little heart just couldn't do it anymore. yesterday my mom could tell something was up so she gave him a bath to help his joints, then she and my dad just held him. he barked to go outside and went to greet the cat, and that's when he fell. I'm sorry this was so long and rambling I just still feel so lost and sad. I don't know what to do. I love him so much.