DieselMichael explains how Diesel helped him through some pretty tough times.
Diesel was 8 months old when I got him. He might have been mistreated as he took a while to come around to me.
Diesel's a loud snorer. I think it is cute with him, but if he were a person I'd probably elbow him in the ribs and tell him to roll over.
He's a good little watchdog. Diesel doesn't usually bark; only when there's a strange noise. And, when he hears a siren, he mimics it and begins howling like a siren.
He is my best friend and I would probably be dead if it wasn't for him. When I was having chemotherapy for my leg, I had trouble getting up. I'd call him over and would push up off his back.
There were times when I was so sick from the treatments and felt so lonely that I felt like giving it in. But because Diesel was there offering his love and affection, and doing the little things he does to make me laugh, I found the strength and grew stronger each and every day.
I want to give thanks and praise to God for blessing me with Diesel. I couldn't imagine my life without him.