This isn't my dog, but the people who live upstairs dog. Brooklyn was ran over by a car today. My mum who is down with a cold (she can barely speak.) was outside and taking out the garbage and brooklyn shot outside of the gate (we have seperate entrances.. I don't know if she broke her tie out or their gate wasn't closed properly..) and ran down the street looking for the two boys who just left the house. My mum tried to call her but unfortunately, she couldn't. So she banged on the neighbors door and they heard the car and her cry. Run free, Brooklyn, where you will no longer be hurting when you walk from your joint problems.