Flynn died today.

Sometimes its hard to believe that things get more complicated.

I dropped Flynn off at Lynn Farm (the breeders) in Burlington this morning and left around 9:25. By the time I stopped at Starbucks in Moorestown (9:55) he was dead. For some bizzare reason, Flynn tore out into the street and was hit by a car right after I left. They didn't have time to shut the front gates to the property and they live off a 40 MPH road. He has never, ever done something like that. In fact, I let him loose and he went right into the house when we arrived.

We are close friends with Simermeyer's, and they are the only people we really trust with Flynn. Lauren is going to vet school in July and she gave him CPR and epinepherine shots on the way to the vet hospital, but there was nothing they could do. Even the guy who hit him stopped and came back to the house.