You're never ready for news like this - my sister's dog passed away last night. I was sitting in a rehearsal in Barcelona when I got the text message and it hit me harder than I would have expected something like that to hit me considering I'd never met him. We had a dog when I was younger and I wasn't there when he had to be put down and I remember getting the news on a ship in the middle of the Caribbean. Maybe it's wishful thinking but I choose to believe that dogs are one of those noble animals who are reborn again.
I read somewhere a quote that said something along the lines that dogs' lives are too short which is, perhaps, their only fault.