He was with me for 13 years (when i was diagnosed i got him) always by my side going through loss and pain and then his heart gave out. We brought him to the lake like 3 times before it happened and brought burger king with he didn’t eat it though. We brought him in family dollar and found him a great new comfy bed, he passed away on it. When he was a baby and it was time to choose which one to take home, he chose me. He came up and sat on my lap. Sabrael means the only angel that can ward off the demon of disease. It’s going to be so hard but we’re still in this together this is just one of the hardest tests yet. I know i feel i hope i pray we’ll be together again.