My father and my dog both have something in common.
They are going to live forever.
And they are going to live forever because I wouldn't know what to do without them. So. Just so you know, they will be the first dog and dad to live forever, or at least as long as me.
My father almost broke this rule though when at age 45, he had open heart surgery...and 6 bypasses.
Today, at the young age of 68 (what's age though when you are immortal)...he is still kicking ass and taking names.