My little Miley Ray was my best friend. I got her for Christmas in 3rd grade the year my parents got divorced so she became of un-official therapy dog. She came to me when I needed her most. She moved with me from place to place and got officially certified as an emotional support animal so she could live with me and my mom in and apartment that didn’t allow pets. She was the sweetest cuddler and has the stinkiest breath. I moved from Texas to Florida and thought the move would be too hard on a senior dog so my mom became her new mom – she was so loved and 17 years was not enough.