I do everything for Faulkner, but he loves Hardi more. Well, I did encourage that bond so we could keep the dog. But he knows where to come for Real Help. And he has learned a really neat thing. He knows that when he needs to go out FAST, I need a little help getting to my feet to get going. Long story, but the recliner never did fit me right and it's angles are all wrong for me, some days. So when he sees that I'm trying to respond and need an assist, he will come over for me to get an arm around his chest to pull myself up against to get started. And then he will hold his Gotta Go till I get to his dog door.
It used to was that I had to call him over for this, and he wasn't sure he liked it. But now he just romps over, "I know! You need Help! I Help! I smart! I figured it out!" And now that he's down with this, he always knows whether I actually need help, or just patience. He always pauses to see how it's going to go before he crowds in.