I meant to post a link to this the other day. While it really has nothing to do with Elvis, it reminds me of Brenna, my last smooth dachshund show dog, who went down in the back at the age of 14 and after a few months of being unable to walk, began to get up on all four legs and move around. Sheer determination and willpower. We lost her last January when she was nearly 17. That dog owned my soul.
So this one is for Brenna.