The old woman came down today with more meat for my dog Buddy - she usually comes every 2 weeks. She loves Buddy and whenever she goes by with her van and Buddy is outside he will jump off the porch. She will stop and talk or come and pet her (Buddy is a her). Then there is an old person down the street that brings her bacon strips and when Buddy sees him come out of his house, she goes crazy because she knows that he is coming over here. It seems like everyone loves my dog around here. Most women stop and hug her and pet her.