I'll throw one out there. He was my first puppy when I first moved away from family. He got fat and old, just like me. He did grey long before me, however. I left him at the farm with my parents when we had our son. Dad said a couple of months after I left he started to become lethargic so they took him to the vet. Poor guy had cancer and passed before I got to say goodbye. I didn't take nearly as many pictures as I should have and this one is the one I remember him by the most.