I was just going to give some random answer, but this dog talk got me a bit emotional, that's mostly why I don't really care about what I'm doing this Christmas... I adopted my dog 11 years ago, he was a stray dog, born from a couple of stray dogs we used to feed. One day we found him after he ha been run over by a %$#%$ mailman. Back then I lived with my parents so we immediately took him to the vet or he would have died. As he grew older, he started to bark a lot and I couldn't keep him here with me in the city, so to avoid giving him away to strangers, I asked some friends in the country side to take care of him... Sometimes he escaped their house and they found him at the house I have there from my deceased grandmother, I guess he's my Hachiko, he went there hoping to find me and my family...Some people say dogs do not have feelings but they do, they feel sorrow and joy. I spent 15 days with him this summer and cherished every single second, I was almost 2 years without seeing him since in the meantime my twin nephews were born.
Even today I asked my friend how my dog was doing, he's a great friend of mine, and our parents are friends as well, they take really good care of him, but with all this rain and cold I'm afraid that he catches a pneumonia or something and passes away.
So I guess I will spend this Christmas thinking about my dog...
Here's a picture as well for what it's worth:
Regards.