reminds me of my dog, happy. I was so little when I got him, so it was love at first shight. one day I got home from preschool and he had ran away. ten days later my dad brought him home...dead. He was coming home when a car ran himover and didn't even stop to look and see if he had an owner.Oh, andrei2, your friend already had a reward: your friendship. I can telll you that that was rewarding enough for him, and that's why he did all those nice things, and for everyone out there, we should enjoy the things we have now before it's too late, cause if we don't, we'll regret it later on in are lives.