So yesterday started out like any normal day for me. I had slept over at my girlfriend's house and after a day of doing virtually nothing besides getting high, watching TV and doing a little shopping downtown... we had plans to go to a private fashion show that she had been invited to. We (me, GF, and her Jack Russell Lulu who goes everywhere with her) went to her mom's home to get ready. After getting dressed we fed her Lulu and began heading out of the door. My GF walked out first, and as I was heading out she turned around and wanted to have one more look at me before I closed the door (she was a special guest as her mother is friends with the designer, so I had to meet her strict appearance requirements lol). While she was reaching up fixing my tie, Lulu bolted between my legs and out of the door....she looked like a bullet as she ran all the way down the driveway and right into the street. As luck would have it, a black H3 was zooming down the street at that same time. Lulu managed to get her back legs run over by the back tire of the Hummer. I sprinted to the street to try to pick her up (she was squealing louder than I've ever heard before) and she bit me so hard that I could feel her teeth touching the bones in my hand. After prying her off of my hand my GF covered her with a towel and picked her up. While we were frantically searching for her keys in their lawn (she dropped them when she ran to the street) she was holding Lulu in the towel. The squealing stopped and when I pulled the towel off of Lulu's face......her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and had turned blue. Her lips were white, and her eyes were wide open and glazed over. My GF nearly dropped her at the sight of this. She convinced herself that Lulu was merely in shock, and would be ok.....her mother and I looked at each other. We knew this wasn't the case. When we got to the vet's emergency room they knew she was dead right away. My girl lost the strength in her legs and fell. It was horrible. I have never been in the situation where you have to console someone who's lost someone they love. I guess I typed all of this out because I needed to vent. So thanks for reading. And I have a question.....do I get her a new puppy? Is that inappropriate? She had this dog for 6 years ever since she was an 8 week old pup. Is it too soon to get her a new dog? Is it ever the right time? Any advice would be great. Thanks guys. Sorry the story was so long.