My friend MacGyver, Mack, or sometimes Mackadoodle passed away last night. He'd been getting tired, acting well older than his age for a long time, but late last week he started losing weight, had no appetite, and couldn't keep anything down. We called both the district veterinary officer and Robert, but neither of them could really do anything, or even tell us what was wrong. He died last night with our whole house at his side. We buried him in our back yard this morning.