What Lily Knows
Buddy the bad and Lily the Good start out the day that way. Bud scampers off to find something to chew Lil stays put where I tell her to stay. “It’s way too quiet,” I say to Lil, Which means for sure that Bud’s up to no good. A flop of Lil’s tail tells me […]
Don’t let them leave without saying goodbye
My dear old Rosy is nearing the end. I can tell. She hardly eats or drinks. She can stand with help. She teeters when she walks, those decrepit hips barely balanced, as she lists to one side. Once she gets going she can still navigate the wonderful ramp my husband built for her. But the […]
On her last legs, since she was born
Rosy, my golden retriever, is on her last legs. It’s what inspired the “old dog’s ramp” that we erected and installed in the garage. She’s closing in on 14 years of age, 98 in dog. When you’re that old, you expect a few body parts to be cashing in on you. And Rosy is no […]
