One of the reasons we decided to have a dog was that it has been suggested over and over that animals help those who are ill.  I don't consider myself ill, but I do have a little something that won't go away.

Let me say this whomever said it was good for you must have a diabolical mind.  I suppose because you have to get up and down a million times a day and these puppies who are constantly nipping at your heels, by the way I now know what that means, make you have to work on your balance or you're in deep trouble.  Plus you get up two or three times in the night, more exercise, and many other things I am too tired to think of. 

But it's all worth it when they sit on your lap and smile at you as your old hand shakes when you pet them.  Of course then they bite you because they are still cutting teeth. 

I love my Moe  Sass