I have a single daughter who had a golden retriever who was the love of her life. I made a quilt for the dog and she slept with it every nite. She would roll it and dig it until she got it just right and then lay with her head on it. Every a.m. dau would make the dog's bed even tho she never made her own bed. When it was time to take the dog for the "big shot" Mary wrapped her in the quilt and held her until the shot took effect. Still brings tears to my eyes.