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page of the calendar. My puppy was just 4 weeks old, while completely weaned, pups get a lot in those last weeks (should be 8-12 weeks). She has always been very socially well rounded and intelligent. At four weeks old, she was somehow completely cognizant of not pottying in the house. Maybe 10 accidents life long. As she got older, some of my physical challenges became more frequent, especially my sciatica. One day I grabbed her collar and just like them handles at the hospital, it increased and improved my mobility. I can take 45 minutes to get out of the bed with her and it's cool. She truly does not care at all. She knows where to stand instinctively and shows up every time I need her. She'll hear me cry in pain, an indication I am awake and walk from upstairs to the basement, sit next to my bed and wait for me to move. Her knees are getting bad in her old age, and helping me should not come at a cost to her comfort. She is more than happy to pass her mobility baton on to Joon and retire. A life I feel she deserves after 9 years of dedication to my ability to go to the bathroom and get out of bed with some level of dignity. She has been around every type of animal from guinea pigs, to birds, to horses and cats and we have never had an incident. Kali has skin growths on her neck and side. They are still spongy, which is fortunate, but they can firm up and become cancerous. Pitbulls, skin cancer, not fun..... Duke came to live with us in July of 2015. He is an American bully mix who is liver brindle and white who will be 10 in December. He was diagnosed with a heart murmur at his vet visit in 2020. We met Duke because Kali lived on a farm with chickens, pigs, horses, goats, cows and whatever other animals. Moving here, she was alone, and it was obvious she was out for a roommate. There was an elderly man on a mailroute in Brainerd who was looking to rehome Duke out of fear of people taking him. Old Jerome did not believe dogs should be allowed in the house, but he had agreed to let Duke sleep in the house. We met him, they were like an old married couple instantly. Duke is a solid dog. What we do know about him is he came out of California into Minnesota. It appears he was shorted meals based on the level of salivation when it comes to food. These two are so well trained, children are able to walk he and Kali on leashes through the neighborhood easily. He has always helped with my mobility as well, but at 10 with a heart murmur, we have decided he too should be allowed to lay in the grass and not worry about it. It takes a toll on his joints and there are days his shoulder buckles on the top step. It is like watching your super strong grandpa become a little old man. Abel came in march of 2016, because our son asked about his own dog. He is a rescue out of Louisianna who is afraid of water. He will be 8 in July and is grey in color with cropped ears. There was a point where this guy would wander. He has not taken off for a "run" in two years. When he did, a lot of people, from the older gentlemen on Boston and Concord, to Mr Vito up off of Xenia (I think), they all said the same thing when I would get there to get him "that is a very nice little dog you have there." We reinforced the fence gate due to a mastiff, who had been trained to open doors. What Abel does... When my BP spikes, before the migraine sets in and sometimes even starts, he finds a way to climb on my lap. Even in an office chair, like "hey lady, I know stuff is about to get real bad for ya. Maybe we just sit here and cuddle a minute." I compare him to a weighted blanket that has artificial intelligence, but it is organic. There are points in the year, where I will have 4-5 migraines a week. They are so debilitating, I need sunglasses in my basement. I have