I’d like to send out a “Hallelujah” to the Big Man upstairs for sparing me my annual September, seasons-are-a’changin’ cold. I haven’t been eating an organic, raw food or otherwise miserable/healthy diet to make this happen, I’m just grateful to be healthy right now.
Sadly, my poor old lady dog (14-year-old arthritic hip, Black Lab + German Shepherd) above is not so fortunate. It’s sad to watch her break down because she has been a constant in my family’s life since I was 9 years old. She slept a lot back then too, but she was the size that her grey, old head is now. Poor Tracy.