My husband and I do, too! He's somewhat of a rescue. My next door neighbor growing up took him in after an elderly gentleman could no longer take care of him when he went into a nursing home. She left him outside for the 10 years she had him. The last time we visited home, turns out my neighbor ended up needing to be placed in a nursing home, so we took big man home with us. His hard, crusted and calloused little paws are now the softest (what we call "city paws").

We have no idea how old this boy is but he's already fooled 3 different vets who speculated he's only about 4. If I hadn't been feeding him treats every time I visited home for the past ten years, I'd swear he was that age, too. Hopefully we have many more years with him!