I sit here reading about your pets while my13 year old black lab lies beside me with her head under my chair. White faced , 80 percent deaf with cancer tumors on her feet , side and rectum. Today could be her last day, but if not, she'll get up in a little while, lay her head on my leg and look up at me. " I need to go pee". We will go outside, have to help her off the porch, legs don't work real good either, she'll pee, then head for the dogwood trail that I cut thru the woods for us to walk. She will sniff at everything and constantly look back to make sure I'm still with her, chew on some grass and maybe take a dump. Then it's back to this house for a cookie and another nap. Tonight while watching tv, she'll lay at my feet on a rug that's on a rug and hope I eat some icecream or popcorn. At 10 pm, it's outside for 1 more pee before the big nap. If I'm lucky, she'll sleep till 7 am but sometimes as early as 5. It's up and outside again, make a cup of coffee then out to the front porch with her at my feet to watch the sun rise and the birds sing. Thanks God, for letting me rescue her from the pound.