My friends Mastiff, Gunner, had to be put to sleep late last night. He was only six, but he had a tumor in his spine, which partially paralyzed him. He couldn't walk, and the vet said that it was only going to get worse, and more painful, so my friend put him down. Her other dog, Lola, who is another Mastiff, has been searching for Gunner all day. My friend is a wreck. I skipped work today to help her through this. I would be falling apart to if my baby dog, Reggie, died.