Trinity has been with me since my college days. I got her from the pound, so we don’t know exactly how old she is, but we think she is about 17. She’s lived in all different types of situations. She’s been through apartment life, a house in town, and finally, the freedom of the country. She is now enjoying full retirement from the vantage point of our couch. She still tries to guard the food bowl to make sure she gets all the food, but with congestive heart failure, the other dogs don’t really believe her, and give in more out of sympathy than fear.