Dylan is *always* by my side. The other day I was sitting on the couch looking down at him while he slept, wondering how someone would give him up because he was too fat and that nobody wanted him, generally feeling mushy and just thinking how happy I was to have him in my home and part of my life. It was like he read my mind - even in sound sleep - he looked up straight into my eyes - with his huge round sweet eyes and stared at me for the longest time, licked my hand, and went back to sleep next to me. I sat there and cried!