The thing about a good dog is, they don't care if you're black, white or purple, or what your party affiliation is, or anything else.
As long as you love them, they love you back unconditionally. This fella was really special. He showed up starving to death on our doorstep one day about 6 years ago and we adopted him. I have no doubt that whatever life he had was better as a result of that meeting. We named him Chance because when we adopted him we gave him a "chance" at a decent life off the streets. He turned out to be a really great friend. Ah crap, there I go tearing up again...
Basil