My Dog Kido

Last night when I got home I found my long time friend Kido (my dog) dead in the backyard.
He looked so peaceful just laying there. Kido loved everything and everyone. I knew it was going to be hard to do. I just never imagined it would be this hard. I mean, it's a dog. But I'm realizing, already, how integrated my dogs were in my daily life around the house. I can already feel something missing. No need to let him out tonight before I go to bed. No need to fill the water and food bowls.
I already lose it a little when I look at dog things. Dog foot prints in the yard. Flattened grass where he liked to roll around (and make dog snow angels). Chewed up sticks in the yard. But the hardest is going to be the kids, how do I tell them. They loved him so much.
So long, Kido. I'll miss you buddy.