I grew up with spoiled dachshunds as family members. During my dad's many years in a nursing home (due to surgery induced dementia) he rarely mentioned the dogs. Even so, when a nursing home visitor came to see one of their family members with a small dachshund on a leash, I asked them if they'd mind letting my dad hold the dog for awhile. The people kindly took the dog into Dad's room where the animal enthusiastically leaped onto Dad's lap. They instantly bonded. I hadn't seen such happiness on Dad's face for a long time.
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