You asked about our sandy, we lost him a year ago this past Decemeber, he was 14 years old and became very ill, wouldn't eat anymore and his kidneys were shutting down. I know many, including you have been through this but you are just never prepared, we still talk about him and still miss him very much. I swore after losing him, I would not have another furbaby....however, I had a breeder who wanted to place one of her shelties with us as this poor little girl had only bonded with other dogs, so we decided to give it a shot....this poor little girl was terrified of everyone and everything, we tried for almost 7 weeks to bring her around but our home being the hectic place that it was only makeing her worse and she was her on trial basis...unfortunately she had to go back and even though we had her for a short time it was still heartbreaking that we had to let her go. (she is now in a more suited home) Once again, i said no more furbabies......well that didn't last long. My sister came across our now furbaby, i believe rescued from a puppymill, the poor guy came to us smelling like urine and his white fur was yellow. Oh my gosh DBD, right away this guy took his favorite spot, right beside my chair and even now he sleeps in his bed beside my chair or on my lap, he is almost 4o pounds but I think he figures he is just tiny. He turned a year old this past November and is spoiled, but he is a good boy. The girls say sandy sent him to us because he did so many things that reminded us of sandy, not to mention the moment this guy walked through the door he made himself right at home. Here are a couple pictures of our new furbaby, Koby.