An old stray collie came to live with me when I was 5. At 7 I got whooping cough. I’d cough so hard I couldn’t breathe. My old dog layed by my bed almost every minute for two whole months and when I’d start a coughing fit he would run and find someone to help me. I thought that dog saved my life so many times.
Many years later after he had long passed away I was having a hard time and I dreamed he came and put his head on the bed like he used to when I was 7. I woke up with tears streaming down my face.
I realized that old dog had never left me.