The smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen slowly wakes me from my sleep. I open my eyes to see my best friend lying on the pillow next to me, panting and staring at me like she’s been waiting her whole life for me to wake up. She whimpers and scoots closer to me, licks my face and stands up waiting for me to get out of bed and take her out for her morning constitutional. “Yes, Elsie I’m coming.” ...