I never thought I’d be the kind of man who gets sentimental over something like this. But when my old boy, Rico, passed after 14 years, the house just felt… empty. My kids got me this as a gift. I didn’t expect much — I don’t buy into fancy things. But the first evening I turned it on, there he was. Not exactly the same, of course… but the little way he looked up before wagging his tail — that felt real. I keep it on a small shelf in the living room. Sometimes when I make coffee in the morning, I’ll sit for a minute, watch the projection move, and it feels less like I lost him and more like he’s just in another room. It doesn’t take away grief. It just gives it a place to sit with me. For a man who didn’t plan to “replace” anything, this has become something I quietly appreciate.