My boy-dog is 11 years old and thinks he's a pup. He is actually still growing longer which makes no sense. I don't know what I'll do when he goes. I've had other dogs, but this one is the most special.  When my airedale went I cried for days.

This is sort of a funny story. Both he and his sister were mixed. Mother was 9 lbs, he is 32. Since they were not a pure breed we felt they would live longer and be healthier. We had no idea how inbred they were. His siter developed diabetes at 7. The vet made me feel guilty so we kept giving her shots even though you could tell she was not happy any longer. She was an alpha and we knew mad e her brother do what she wanted.

When we took a trip, she did so poorly, we knew it was time and being away from home it was easier. He was never so happy. He turned from a dog who stayed in corners to being the happiest most outgoing pup alive. He never looked for her and he blossomed. We never had any idea that she was the one who traumatized him to that degree. We thought that it had happened before we got him.

My feelings are with you. He looks from the picture like a gem.

Paula