Austin was another "favorite". He and his brother "Limo" came East with me. "Limo" was already promised and I figured I'd be able to find a show home for Austin. Well, THAT never happened!! He and grand dad, "Guy", were great pals. "Austin" just sort of stayed. Terry and I joke that he "grew " on us!!! He had a fantastic sense of humor and was devoted to Terry and me. He lived with both of us off and on as a younger dog. He was also with me in the car when I had a very bad accident. He was 8 and when the car flipped, his crate broke up. When the fire department got the doors open, he ran scared. It took 3 nights to finally get him to come to someone he knew, and he was my only concern as I lay in my hospital bed unable to try to get him myself. Then we were separated for another 3 weeks. I was told he was depressed and "acting old", which he hadn't been before the accident. The first time he heard my voice he started whining, and then when he saw me , he licked my face and hair for an hour, he was up on the bed, he wouldn't leave!! He was attached to my hip after that. Not afraid, just watching out for me. He had suffered some spinal contusions in the accident. But he managed to get his solid gait back again. I realized the dedication he had for those he loved. He was a great companion.