When my Great Aunt was in her upper eighties and was hospitalized, a relative I will not name thought her dog was too much trouble for her, and may have been partially responsible for her fall, and had Peppy put to sleep. I still growl at the thought of that, there were several people who would have cared for the dog if we had been called. She did not get another dog after that, though she loved them so much. When she was 92, and in nursing home, senile dementia/Alzheimers convinced her that she had a couple kittens with her in the nursing home, though, and when she couldn't find them to show me, she'd say - "Just as well, I know you're allergic!"
