I miss the Akita my aunt had. He lived until 17.
I also often wondered what happen to the yellow tabby cat and two guinea pigs my mom gave away when we were in school to come back to them missing. The guinea pigs she gave away to family friend's children, but they were way too young to care for them and they died within a month from what I know.
The cat she dumped in the streets somewhere, so I am not too hopeful. Often thought about what became of the cat time to time even to this day. I always fantasized he probably became a leader of feral cat group and thrived. I just remember he was great at solving the rodent problem we had and killed a lot of the fish in our aquarium.
Now I realized again, my mom's husband must still be devastated in having to give up his dog.
The truth is strictly what the ones in power perceives it to be.
Enjoy any good things, even the little and menial ones, as you will never know what impending distresses could descend upon you in a moment.