The first Best dog I ever had was Poochie. He was a mongrel with loads of personality. When I fought with my sister he joined in on the losing side. He left home when I did and joined a family with small children. My Dad went and got him several times and finally gave up when he went back to the children and gave them his blessing.

Muffin was a Yorkshire Terrier who looked like a fluff ball and had the heart of a lion. She was my shadow and I loved her with all my being. I cried for weeks after I lost her
to a liver disease that she got from walking on a treated lawn. That is why I will never put weed killer on a lawn
again.

Rex is shaping up to be a best dog. I call him the 'nurse"
dog because he is right there at any sign of distress. He
is sweet, loyal and has regained his childhood since we got Jose. He plays now.

I think little Jose is a best dog. He is sweet and manipulative and seems to know how to use his cuteness to get what he wants. He can sit when he wants something but doesn't do it on command. He is just as loving as
Rex is. He loves to dress up in his little clothes and
strut around outside.

Jose seems to have given Rex a new lease on life. We are aware that his tumors are cancerous but he is happy, has
a voracious appetite and never seems sick so we may get
to keep him longer than we anticipated.

I feel sorry for people who don't have pets. They can take a lot of care but the rewards are infinite.