This was a wonderful thread and I admit I have been crying since page one having been through hospice with two people I loved in the last couple of years. Once I saw Fred's dog and his plants I was a water works. My dear friend who died last year had such a beautiful house and yard and her dog was constantly by her side. She had a ramp. She was in bed with oxygen most of the time and couldn't even walk out onto her terrace, which had a view of Malibu, basically. All the money in the world didn't change her situation, and all of her joy came from us being there with her and her dog - Brownie - a long haired dachshund. When she went downhill and had to be hospitalized we were not with her, and it just devastated me to think of the dog wondering where she was. When I was living with her and she would go to the doctor the dog sat by the door whining the entire time. She was inconsolable. Now I am crying again, but I have to say in the end days the pets are the real angels and I am glad Fred is free from pain but I cry for his wife and his dog and his plants... Sorry I didn't know him. I know TLDR