When my grandpa died, his black lab, Ace, walked to the church (just down the road from his house) where his funeral was about to take place. He walked right in and sat down next to my grandma. He sat there through the whole service and then went to the cemetery with us. Ace went faithfully to the cemetery with my grandma to visit him and water flowers. Sadly, Ace died about a year ago, at the age of 13.