In 2006, we lost our beloved 3 year old Rottie to Anti-freeze poisoning. Our neighbors did it because they didn't like the breed. Mason was a sweetheart, a little light in the loafers if you know what I mean (hehe). It was so hard loosing him, spending days at the vet with him while he went through treatment that didn't work, it was so hard to lose him
But, when we got his ashes back, it was like we got our boy back. Even though it wasn't him breathing, it was nice to have him back someway. He's still with my mother, in a beautiful urn I found with a statue of a Rottweiler on it. I know how you feel. I am happy to see your boy back.