As the title implies, my dog, Duke, was put down today on my birthday. My mom and step dad had to bring him to the emergency vet early early this morning. The vet told my mom and step dad that our dog had cancer and it was spreading. And basically, we couldn't save him. He would only get worse throughout the months until there would be none of his mind left. We had him put down in our house so he wouldn't be scared.

On a side note, I'll be getting an Xbox One soon. Maybe this weekend, maybe next week. Either way, I'm getting one. I hope I can play together with my brothers and cousins someday. :3