This is kind of amazing because just today I was at a potluck with my once-youth pastors and I saw that they still have this tiny, old, toothpick thin dog named Lily Bell. That old dog is SO high maintenance, she’d probably die in a few days without their constant care. She has terrible breath, trembles and shakes when she meets new people, has broken her own legs in the past just from falling too far, and could basically be the dog version of Gollum. Yet these wonderful people- heroes, just like Moana- have managed to keep that doggie alive all these years somehow, kinda like Moana with Hei-hei.