He was our adopted pomeranian, so sweet, with high emotional IQ. He loves to be loved, and loves us a hundred fold, in return. He had a sense of time, that when I say, "is it time to pick up the kids from school ?" , he would run to the van. Unfortunately, he had this personality, that he would get out of the house, and ran and put us in a lot of stress all the time. Sometimes, we have to pay for his stay in the animal shelter, picked up by the police, or other citizens. So one day, a kind woman with lots of acreage offered to adopt him, and with a bleeding heart, we let him go. His memories for about six years with us, was bitter sweet.