Cookie is celebrating yet another birthday. This is pretty much how he celebrates nowadays.
Yesterday, though, he did chase a squirrel out of the yard, but he did not seem to feel obligated to stand by the utility pole trying to bark him down.
The dog loves him some lap time.
But he has gotten pretty indedogbonedpendent in his old age. Simply calling his name does not necessarily elicit a response. And no, he is not deaf. He can still hear a car pull into the driveway. And standing at the front window, he can still see a rabbit a block away; so I infer that his vision isn't gone, either.
If we leave it off-latch, he can open a door from either side. But after trying ten years to get him to close it behind him, I think it's time for me to give that up.
The song says there are only three things worth a dime: old dogs and children and watermelon wine. Maybe there are only two things. But we don't judge him by his monetary worth, and we don't love him because he's worth anything.
One year ago today.
5 comments:
Indedogbonedpendent? I like that. Old guys can get that way. I know. I've seen 'em do it.
Happy Birthday Cookie old guy. Arf arf growl arf.
David, could you email me? i need to check something with you? silverjewels7 at g mail dot com (no spaces in between) thks.
Give cookie a birthday pat for me.
Birthday hug to you cookie.
SR, I've seen that, too. And like some old men, I think Cookie has "selective hearing."
Silver, will do.
Sharkebytes and JennyMac, Cookie so appreciates the hugs and pats. He's an attention hog. er, Dog, that is.
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