That's really cool. Polly lived to be 16 years old before she passed. I actually had her put to sleep which was definitely the most difficult thing I've ever had to do. She just wasn't ever happy at that point and it was obvious. She had a hard time getting around, wouldn't ever play anymore and moaned and groaned all night long. If I let her go out front to walk around with me she'd last about 10-15 minutes and then just lay down wherever she stopped and started to whimper a bit. It was sad to see and I'm sure it was the right thiong to do given her state. She was such a sweetheart that I'm afraid to get another dog on the chance I get some a-hole dog. I don't think any dof will live up to my memories of her and the best part was she found me, literally. I opened the car door after parking and she tried to jump in. She was a very young puppy and looked like a little rotweiler pup. I never found anyone to claim her so she stayed with me for the next 16 years. I put her down just over 3 years ago...