This may sound crazy to some, but I'm gonna share it. I won't go into full detail, but those from the zone know what's going on with my wife's health. Today while waiting on the kids to get home so we could go see her at the hospital, I had a breakdown. I literally laid in the floor sobbing/praying, like couldn't help it. My little cocoa came over to me, and at some point I noticed she was crying, like how a dog whimpers. It may sound crazy, but it's like she knew I was hurting, and it hurt her too. Dogs are just good people, ain't no other way to say it.