Lucky me. I have been inundated with stories of death and despair these past few days. If ever there was a dog that personified the spirit of Cute with Chris, it was Happy the Beagle who had both of his eyes surgically removed, suffered from epileptic seizures, and yet spent his days gaily running into walls and eating stale potato chips he found under the seats in the back of the family mini-van. I met his owner Kristin on my recent trip to BC, and she sends this terrible news. : "...Dear Chris, It's 5:50 in the morning and I just got back from the veterinary clinic where my dog was put down an hour ago. Apparently, from 2 to 4 in the morning, he was having uncontrollable seizures and my mom took him to the vet where they advised he be euthanized as he was beyond treatment. The kicker? I upstairs, still awake in my room, completely oblivious. I didn't even get to be there when he was put down, because my mom thought I was asleep and didn't want to wake me. I know it's a cliche thing to say, but Happy was the best dog in the world. He provided the same loyalty and friendship that's customary in any dog while having his own special uniqueness paralleled by no other dog I've ever known, thus producing many entertaining stories that my family will remember forever. Even after losing his eyes and developing epilepsy, he still ran around with the energy and enthusiasm of regular dog. He was a real trooper, Chris. He will be missed. Here's a paper mache model of Happy I made in Grade 4. I would send you a new picture, but... that would be a little morose. Kristin." Needless to say, I cannot possibly post today's video in this time of mourning. I love you Happy.