My mom and dad took me in 1985 to someones house to pick one out...

If i can recall well, we had to pull her out from under the couch, because she just "Wasn't having it" lol....I've been through everything with her in life from the first "real" heartaches to a cross country move (twice) ......

boyfriends, divorces, heartbreaks, bad days - good days...she was there..and when i was sad she'd cuddle under my arm - as if we were spooning.

and often she'd lay on my chest on her side with her head rested upon mine..........