My dog came three years ago as a pup, one week after my husband of 23 years decided to suddenly leave the marriage. She's been my buddy ever since, through depressions, drunk days and nights, hangovers, withdrawals, sobriety, relapse, and sobriety again .. More than a few times I've apologized to her for not taking her out to run in the backyard, because either drinking was more important, or I was sick and tired because of drinking ... She probably knows the real "me" better than anyone .. and she inspires me in many ways, loving unconditionally and always happy to be by my side. I could learn a few things from her -- and actually I have.
Nice thread!