Bruno was purchased and trained by me for my grandfather after my grandma passed away. He was a loving, constant companion to both grandpa and I throughout his life. I trained him, so he looked to me as the alpha ... but followed grandpa everywhere he went, keeping an ever watchful eye over him, and was his constant companion. Grandpa walked him 3 times daily while he was able, and spoiled him rotten. Bacon and eggs for breakfast (who wants to cook for one??), daily brushings and more love and affection than I have ever seen for a dog. Bruno lived next to a busy street, but never walked passed the curb without permission. When we stepped into the street, Bruno sat at the border of our property, eagerly awaiting permission to join us, and once we motioned him to come, he came running! After grandpa died in February, Bruno had a 3 bedroom, 1 bath dog house, and he shared it with my sister in the daytime. At 6:00, he was sitting at the window looking for my car, and rode to his night time home, mine ... to spend his evenings and weekends, and eager to go back to his house in the mornings on my way to work. During the last few days of his life, he had stopped eating, and was lethargic. After a trip to the vet, his liver enzymes were diagnosed as being through the roof. Prognosis for recovery was about 20%, and after spending the afternoon with the family around him, I ended his life at 5:43 pm on 11/20/2006, he fell asleep in my arms, with his head resting on my forearm. Bruno was the best animal I have ever had in my pack, and leaves an empty place in my heart. I loved you, dumb mutt (damnit, you are my screen name)!! He joins the remaining 2 members of my maternal extended family that died this year, my grandpa who passed at 94 in Feb., and my aunt, who lost a 15 year battle with breast cancer in May. Mom will need strength this holiday season, mine is gonna suck bad. The tears will stop soon, once I am able to smile because he was part of our lives and get over my loss. RIP my friend, you were loved.