We did what we could for him last night and tried to make him comfortable. He didn't move all night. At 8 this morning, as soon as the vet opened, Paul and Zack took him in. The vet confirmed what we already knew, that his paw was badly broken. To fix it would require a $5000 surgery and even then, he couldn't promise his paw would be fixed.
So Paul made the only decision he could. We've been kind of moping around all day, trying to get used to the house without the cute white dog we've all come to love. He was such a funny dog and he made us laugh, alot. We will miss him.