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My story is more of a cat & dog story. We had a 50lb dog named Tiny. She was a shelter dog and we were her 4th family. She was a sweet and perfect dog. She used to sleep on our back deck. A stray Mommy cat brought her newborn kittens on the porch. At first they were terrified of Tiny but discovered that she'd just lay there and look at them. We found homes for all the kitties but Nimh. Tiny was Nimhs pet. If we walked the dog, Nimh walked too. He'd weave in & out of the poor dogs legs and trip her or lean on her and make it hard to walk. Tiny would just snort him. We lost Tiny 2 years ago but Nimh hasn't forgotten her. He still begs us to go for walks and he leads going the same route we'd walk with Tiny. He stops at the small field and turns around and comes home just as if he was walking beside her.

How about a dog and chicken story.

When I was a kid we had a German Shepard named Schatzi.

When I was about 10, I did one of those stupid kid things and bought 10 fuzzy little cute chicks for Easter.

I kept them in a box in my bedroom until they started fledging their wings and then my mom made me put them out in the back yard.

One by one the chickens croaked except 1. This big white hen was huge. She was a good 3 foot tall and had to weigh 30-35 lbs. She used to lay brown eggs that were crimped in the middle. Every one was a double yolk.

Schatzi and the hen were pals. In the summer heat the chicken would roost on the top of the dog house, In the winter the chicken got in with Schatzi. You'd look out and see this mammoth dog curled around Chickenzilla.

It went on for years.