Who Has More Fun, Us or Dogs? – We have another neighbor on our slope. I met him a few days ago when I was taking my adored old young doggie – whose joint pain keeps him from getting a walk- – out for his drive. My neighbor was strolling his three little guys down the slope, so obviously as shared pooch sweethearts, we needed to stop and have a discussion. One of my neighbor’s puppies just brandished two legs; he had a wheeled contraption that replaced his back legs. Another of his puppies moved around merrily in a doggy-idealized “wheelchair” with his three legs, and the remainder of his cuties had the more typical four legs. In spite of their disparities, every one of the three puppies was clearly cheerful, sound, eager critters. Also, my sweet multi-year old Ringo, regardless of his creaky rump and dropping back, makes the most of his vehicle rides colossally, gag straight into the breeze like any self-regarding hound. What a miracle our creature companions are! They don’t whine about a lot of anything. Positively, if a creature is abused or manhandled, they endure, however under ordinary conditions, our textured companions acknowledge their condition and appreciate life all things considered.