My son lost his dog last night his name was Brutus. His namesake was another Brutus. Brutus died many years ago. When his master was dying I was trying to comfort him, when suddenly he looked up at me and asked me to move as I was standing on Brutus. To my amazement I remembered this beautiful poen and realized Brutus had come to walk him home. He died a couple of hours later, I was in grief but knew Gods plan was for us to never walk alone. Those of us who have a great love for an animal know the reason, they love us unconditionally in this world and beyond.