In a message dated 7/28/99 3:36:06 AM, SWachter@email.msn.com writes: << When Abbott died, Shane dragged around for weeks. >> When our Toopher died (Lympho-sarcoma dog, whose treatment helped Clondike) Stripe simply pined away. She went downhill so fast, poor thing. She was never the same after Toopher died, no matter what we did, and just grieved herself to death. kgh