yesterday, i went to my parents house to pick up the rolling tool box they had gotten me for Christmas. well, there dog was sick. we got him when i was 14, i'm 24 now. he was a purebred lab, and huge. he weighted every bit of 100 lbs. he's had some problems over the years, most noticable is the fact that he was epileptic. he had bad sezuies all the time. he was on the maximum dosage of medicine too, but he still had them. he was fine almost all day. he didnt eat at all. at about 5 last night, he just laid down and didnt move at all. he got really cold too. everywhere. by the time we got home and had dinner, he had passed. it was about 8 pm.