A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Went camping this weekend at a campground on the lake, had not been there for a few years. Once there I began to walk around looking at the different sites when I noticed a very old dog. He just lay t...
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Hope Mama does better, but the cold is not good for old bones. Dash is going in for his second acupuncture treatment today; I hope it can help him. His appetite is still good, and his general demeanor is great, but his mobility issues are getting worse, and he continues to have problems with bowel control. It is always difficult to let go, but it may be more so with this particular dog. Dash and I have gone through so much together, and still every time I lean over him, I get a bath from the World's Largest Tongue. It is almost 13 years since I lost Max, but I still see him every time I look at Dash. I still call him "Mini-Max", a nickname I gave him because of the way he shadowed old Max when he was a pup. He was the first-born of his litter, and his breeder called him "The Instigator" because of the way he started things with his siblings and always tried to be the one in control. After 13+ years, he hasn't changed a bit: I believe he thinks that the entire household will fall apart without him. He may be right.
