Sarah shows up whenever I give Jiali a treat and wants one too. I "treat" him when he comes when called, or stops barking or just sometimes because he's breathing. He's my friend. Lizzy wandered upstairs and looked like she was lost. Canine Senile Dementia, or what we call "Senile Dog-mentia" or "Dog-heimers". She still smiles and wags her tail and accepts treats. She's a good dog; I'll miss her when the time comes when she no longer enjoys being a dog and goes to the vet one last time.

I wish we people had someone who could help us leave when it's no longer fun being a person.