Something’s Wrong With Our Dog

Tara was tired, so she went back to her place to get some sleep. When I got home, our dog was outside. I approached him, and I could tell that there was something wrong with him. He even had flies buzzing around him. I talked to him, and then I petted him. The poor fellow didn't look too well at all. He most likely needs to go to the vet. What's even sadder is that I don't even know, or shall I say, remember his name...