"Happiness can only be a stones throw away", said an old man to his old dog one day.  The dog looked at his friend so skinny and weak.  He ran off in direction; "It is food I shall seek! " The old man sat by a fire, lonely for his friend. Yet surely was confident he would return by days end. The night got cold, the sky got dark, no sight of his dog. Not even a bark. On his last legs, with shortness of breath. The dog was now certain he was close to death. Turning around from where he came, the dogs head drooped with sadness and shame. For he knew in his head it was surely the end. He would never get back and find his friend. The roads seemed to twist like a labrynth from hell. The dogs legs gave out, on the dirt he fell. Conscious but torn, he rose from the ground. Something in his heart told him to follow the road down. A figure in the distance.. It kept up his pace and as he got closer his heart began to race. Now feet away he saw it was his friend... The old man by the fire with his back in a bend. The dog  looked up and slowly lowered his head. The man got on his knees and in his dogs ear he said; "For me to be happy is to have you with me.. I enjoy your silence and company. " The dog looked up with eyes full of tears, for he knew they would be together for the rest of their years..
Moral of the story: "Realize what you have and cherish it from the start. When you come to a road.. Follow your heart