Ditto on the love part.
About four years ago a guy walked into the local vet's office with a torn up pit bull/Lab puppy and put it on the counter. He said that his wife had backed over it with the car and then he walked out without paying or leaving a name.
The vet looked at the puppy and determined it would need to have a front leg amputated, but other than that it looked healthy. They cut the leg off and patched up the other damages and the Vet Tech paid for the treatment out of her own pocket. The dog needed 24 hour nursing care which the vet's office couldn't provide, so they called my daughters at the animal rescue to see if they had a volunteer. It just happened that I had started a week's vacation at that time so I volunteered.
I fell in love with the little guy and so did our Rottweiler, Harley. The first night the puppy was in a lot of pain and Harley went and got a toy and laid it in front of him. He still brings him toys when Trooper is feeling down.
My ex wife got Trooper after we divorced a couple of years ago and he started having a lot of health issues. She decided she couldn't afford to keep him, so she gave him back. He perked right up after he got back to familiar surroundings and started eating right. I hope to have him for a long time.
