My next door neighbors have always had social dogs.  My Pootie Paws would be sassy and she wasn't afraid of them.  I noticed about the time my cat passed away,  the next door neighbor's dog was laying in the yard,  still alive,  but not really responsive.  He died 3 days after my kitty.  I talked to the neighbor,  and he was only 5 years old, riddled with cancer.
They did get another puppy, which is quite large, but still wobbly on the feet. I asked my neighbor and I was right. They have another puppy,  go figure,  her name is Peanut, and she's a puppy St. Bernard!
She's gonna be massive!  I did talk to her tonight,  and she just sat at attention to look at me to take me in. 
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