A person could never have a better friend than a dog. My little girl died at 17 years old, and I miss her howls everyday. She always waited for me at the door. I always came home to her. From a tiny little puppy to an old lady. I was always there. I miss her.
Yep, I said I would never have another dog after our last one, but then my son brought Louie home. That can be really good companions.