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My cocker spaniel/ poodle mix was with me almost 24/7. Best dog companion I ever had. When she was 17, a few months before she passed away from cancer, I had to carry her everywhere - to go poop, to eat, to sleep (she slept under my bed), everything. She could not see well, was almost deaf, and could not walk very well either, but she loved life immensely right up until she died. I would set her out in the warm sun and she was in heaven on the grass. On my annual trip through Oregon/ Washington, she kept trying to walk on the swimming pool at La Quinta Inn. I had to go after her 3 times to scoop her out of the water. I bet the hotel was wondering why their pool area towels were all wet the next morning, and smelled faintly of wet dog. I miss that dog so much, but I know that she had a great life.
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