Dogs know things, I swear. Don't know how, but they know.

I took my RB dog, Lacie, to the vet to be euthanized when it was her time. My boyfriend at the time said to me when I came home, "You should have seen these dogs today, I don't know what the problem was. At about three o'clock, they ALL started howling and howled for about five straight minutes and I could NOT shut them up. They've never done that before!" He had no idea that Lacie went to the bridge at 3:00. True story. Could have been coincidence, sure. But, honestly, the ONLY other time I've ever heard them all do one long extended group howl like that was when Sadie, our RB basset, died the year before in the house.

1968 was a VERY good year, BTW ... the year I was born.