It's difficult reading about all the helping dogs. I lost my Shay a couple of years ago. It's was a long slow death for her but at least we were home when she went. She was with me thru thick and thin. I knew I'd found Mr. Right when he got down on his knees to play with her. I'd never before dated anyone who'd accepted her. She was a big black/tan Doberman and I can honestly say I am alive today because of her. She always pulled me thru the worst times. When I hurt she always knew where to lay for physical support or just plain emotional comfort. Shay was my lap-dog but she started attending my husbands Bible study classes. She would place her head between our joined hands and pray with us. God, how I miss her. We have a new Doberman now, but she's so athletic and young that she hasn't quite figured it all out yet. So we also got a second cat and she is the one to crawl up and comfort me in the long nights. Anyone wanna talk about their special 'friends'?