I lost another "Nick..."

It is really sad that the Nickee didn't survive the infection after being confined at a vet's clinic for 3 days. He was supposed to receive his last shot of Parvo on the day he died, as scheduled during his last Vet visit a week earlier. He was infected before he completed his vaccine and maybe got the virus during the day my brother took him to the park to play. He loved to play ball catching.

I couldn't help but really cry everytime my brothers and sister talked about how sad the house feels like now. My baby boy died. It is so sad that I am still mourning. Miss O saw how affected I was on the puppy's fate that she offered me Nickee's sister, the last yellow labrador puppy left in her farm. She even told her husband about it that they want me to join them on their weekend trip to the farm to get my new baby girl. I am so excited about it but still feel sorry about Nickee and feel guilty about his death.... I hope he forgives us for not giving him the chance to grow up.

Was it God's choice so I will forever forget that "name" as I continue to move on with my life?