my parents got a german shepherd/chow/collie mix when I was 3 and she lived her full life out before we had to put her down due to congestive heart failure, cataracts, deafness, tumors in her ears that wouldn't stay away, and she started having seizures she was so bad off at the end she couldn't get up to go to the bathroom, and my dad had to put her food and water right next to her so she could eat and drink. I miss her.

My second favorite dog we had was a white boxer named Abby. She had two different colored eyes. She was my buddy, we think she was poisoned when we moved to this side of town. She passed away before her 2nd birthday.

The dog my parents have now is another white boxer named Abby but she is nowhere near as close to my heart as the first Abby.

For now, I do not want to have another dog. I've had enough of them for a while i suppose :/