My dog Snoopy passed away Monday. I said my goodbyes to him Sunday when I was told that he had a stroke that paralyzed his two back legs. It broke my heart to see him on the ground unable to move without the help of someone else. The next day before he was supposed to be taken to the vet to be put down he passed on his own. I got Snoopy when I was seven years old when he was already close to a year old. He lived 16 years. It was a rainy day when we got him from whatever animal shelter it was.