Awww... what a sweet story. I understand you 110%. My dear dog of 15 years passed last month, and my "unwanted, cheap" yorkie is all I have (besides my parents). My Pippi (my
) is sometimes all that gets me up & out of bed (I'm paralyzed - have been since 19. Now 30 y/o & feel I've missed my fun years of life) and makes me smile.
Yes, you two need each other & I'm glad you found one another. Best wishes to you both.