I recently lost my retired service dog who was a 8 year old black German Shepherd. I adopted him when he was 2 years old and we were inseparable...he gave me my life back after I became disabled. Even once he was retired and could no longer do public access with me, he didn't stop working, though it was in a different capacity. He took on the job of helping my new service dog get used to our household; he did wonders by showing her the ropes, and the best way she can help me. I can't begin to explain the agony I feel over my best friend's death.However, seeing this picture frame made me cry (which I suppose is nothing new, because it's only been a month, and crying is all I can do nowadays!) because of how lovely it is. I don't know how to explain it, but it just FITS, you know? The frame and everything itself came in perfect condition, which is good, since I saw a review about how someone's came broken. I had no such problems, and love the rich brown color of the wood was unmarred...for now, anyway, since I have a cat who likes to knock stuff over. I think I was lucky, because my boy's black leather collar fit just fine without cutting it -- which is good, because I don't think I could bare cutting it, even just for cosmetic reasons so it'd fit. It was a little snug, but that'll help keep it in place/loosening it. It also had enough room that it shows his engraved name tags, which includes his service dog medical alert tag. I swear that he knew he was my advocate for when I was unable to speak, and because of that, he always wore that tag proudly. Now I have a gorgeous framed picture to go on the shelf with his old service dog gear, with this picture in full display. He really was one of a kind and this frame shows that.