It has been many months and I've thought about this many times. I know the forum is incredibly inactive, but he belongs here. Auggie was diagnosed with congestive heart failure four days after turning 10 years old. We had our last Christmas together, and I knew. Auggie loved Christmas. We had our last Easter together, and I knew. I hid and let him hunt Easter eggs over and over and over. He made it to Payton's birthday, and got cake. He made it to my birthday, and got cake. Six days before we had been battling CHF for eight months, it was time. I had a wonderful cardiologist who helped me treat Auggie and give him an excellent seven and some months. I miss him every day and probably will for the rest of my life.