Fur baby loss

So, the beginning of this month I lost my poor baby, Khal. He was three years old and a hero. A puppy on my road went missing and my dog, Khal found him. He kept the puppy safe until the owners came and got him. The morning after he saved him, Khal was jumping like crazy trying to get outside. Being the rowdy boy e is we didn't think anything of it, but he was heading out to go look for the puppy again to make sure he was safe. That day e made his way to the highway and got hit. I miss my baby so much. He was such a sweet and caring dog. He always made me feel better. When I was sad he would sit next to me and cuddle with me until I felt better, he'd kiss my cheek until I giggled. I was the one in my family who begged to get him. I held him on the car ride home for the first time. He was always my puppy, and now he's gone. It's been just over three weeks since I lost him and nothing has gotten easier, especially since exams are this week. I miss him so much and I just needed to get it off my chest.