I was on vacation in the Philippines for one month for a reunion and left my dog Lance at a family run kennel. We left him there many times before and thought it would be fine to do so again. Just yesterday I have learned that he died there of a heart attack on the 10th of August at the age of 3. My parents knew the day he died but thought it would be best if I found out after. I have just returned home with my family and right when we walked into our house Lance's belongings were set on the floor in his room by my aunt who was watching the place. I thought I had finished crying but when I saw that I broke down again. It is amazing how one can become so attached to a family pet. I am trying to cope with what happened but am at a loss. Whenever I think of him I feel very sad and depressed. He was a standard Schnauzer, I cannot believe he is gone. What makes me feel bad the most is that I was not there with him in the end but stuck halfway across the world How do you cope with the loss of someone who was very special to you?