Hey guys and gals. Sorry if the first chapter was kind of short, I was kinda just laying the foundation. It should be a little longer and more detailed for the next few chapters, if the story goes that way. :D Please Read and Review! :D and thank you!

By the way, I don't own Catdog.

Cat looked up from his lawn/wheel chair, and was completely shocked. He couldn't believe what just happened, and after all he had just said, or rather yelled, to Dog. He couldn't believe that after everything that just transpired, this is what happened next. He really didn't know how to react; of course, there was the expected amount of shock and sorrow. However, there was almost something else. An emotion appeared in Cat's heart that bothered Cat to his very soul; relief. The possibility that Cat could be alone forever entered into his mind, and he was entertaining thought after thought of what would happen if Dog left him for the big fire hydrant in the sky. He quickly corrected himself by slapping his cheek, as if to wake himself up from a bad dream. He shook his head, and ran over to where Dog was laying.

Dog was lying still as a rock in the dirt when Cat rushed to him. He picked Dog up by his arms and cried out to the truck driver to call an ambulance, and the driver complied. Dog was unconscious and bleeding badly. Cat noticed where there were a few crushed ribs, and possibly a punctured lung. It almost seems that Dog tried opening his eyes for a few seconds, but quickly gave up. With a tiny whimper, Dog passed out again. Cat was beginning to cry at this point, and didn't know what to say or feel; so many thoughts were swirling around in his head. All he knew was that his brother was hurt bad, and something needed to be done soon, or he wasn't going to have much of a chance.

Cat sat with Dog next to his side the whole ride to the hospital, keeping his paw on Dog's to make sure that there was still a pulse. Dog briefly opened his eyes, and looked around, and made a mutter of something that Cat hadn't heard in a long time, "Cat…Cat… I'm scared"

Cat felt a lump in his throat, "Yes Dog, I know you are…so am I."

Dog was feeling sad, and still feeling sorry for what he felt he put his brother through earlier. With a sorrowful heart, he looked up at Cat and said, "Cat, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what, Dog?"

"I'm sorry that I cause you so much grief. I know that you must wish you had your own life, and I know I'm a pain…that's why I'm sorry, because I know that you think I'm a pain…"

Cat couldn't help but choke up and cry, and said through tearful eyes, "Dog, you're not a pain; I only said those things because I was angry! I wasn't thinking clearly! I'm so sorry that this happened, I'm the one who's sorry, Dog!"

Dog had always had a special place for Cat in his heart, and was always so quick to forgive him. He forgave him when he ate his pet fish, and for when he tried to eat Winslow. He even forgave him for lying to him about there being a leash law; and there was no stopping him from forgiving him now.

Dog looked up weakly and said, "Cat, it'll be okay. I understand." With that last thought, Dog fell unconscious again.

Cat was feeling more horrible than he had ever thought before. He felt the ambulance come to a halt, and the doors quickly swung open. They carried Dog to the emergency room, and he was quickly rushed into surgery right away. After Cat had filled out all the forms, and waited for what seemed to be forever, Rancid Rabbit came out into the area they had sectioned off for Cat to wait in, since he couldn't really go too far. Cat looked up with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, eager to hear about what had happened to his beloved brother, and best friend of many years.

The rabbit looked pitiful, and for the first time actually felt bad for Cat being in misery, given the unfortunate circumstances. He started off, "Uh, Cat? I need to speak with you, it's pretty urgent."

"Yes, please, what is it? Is Dog going to be okay? Dog has to be okay, he just has to!"

"Cat, I'm afraid I have some bad news. When Dog was hit by that truck, not only did he suffer from 3 broken ribs, but one of his lungs was punctured, and a kidney got crushed."

"Well, can't you just take one of mine and give it to him?"

"I'm afraid that's not all. There is also the fact that he's also lost a lot of blood, making the recovery process even more questionable. It doesn't look good, Cat. No, it doesn't look good at all."

Cat thought back to everything that had happened that day before the events took place; all the rage, the hatred, and the hard-hearted words that Cat said that could never be taken back. He was sure that even in Dog's unconscious state of mind, he was thinking about what Cat said; and Cat was sure that that didn't help dog feel any better at all on top of all of this.

Cat shook his head in disappointment in himself, and looked up at Rancid. He scrunched his eyebrows and asked solemnly, "So, what to you propose to do?"

Rancid knew that this question would come up eventually, and sighed a sigh that troubled his soul. He actually sat down on the floor cross-legged to be at eye-level with Cat. He took Cat by his shoulders and said in a regretful tone:

"We're going to have to put him down".