We had an older golden retriever years back. We brought home Bubba when he was just a pup. He went outside and curled up next to her and she gave us that "What the hell is this look". They became close pals. The golden died and about a year later, I rescued Otis. He and Bubba became Batman & Robin-Bubba used to get away and Otis was usually caught holding the bag. With Bubba gone long enough that I can think about replacing him, the cycle will start over in late January with a new pup. Otis will be the old man of the duo. Circle of life and all that crap. No point to my post other than your picture reminded me of it.