My "kids" are getting older and I have to get used to the idea of elder-care now. Tilly, at 12, is timid about stairs and jumping, though gallops like a frisky puppy when taken on his walks. Leashless, he is the embodiment of pure joy -- ears perky and flapping in the wind, bouncing with his little steps. His tiny feet move so fast as he runs -- skittering across the pavement with his little head held high, enjoying the freedom and the movement. I envy his joy! He always wants to go a little further than I do, making me go the distance, so he can check all his favorite spots. He knows as soon as he is tired I will carry him, so he has nothing to lose in this game. Ellie, about to turn 10, has earned leashless status when she walks, too as she listens to me really well and also enjoys the exercise. Her joy in running free is also palpable, and hilarious to watch, as her spindly legs teeter left and right in her bowlegged gallop. When not walking, they pile onto a doggie bed together and snore the day away. Ellie is the only one who plays with toys, and LOVES her collection of stuffed babies, always having at least one close at hand at bedtime. Just precious.
Over the next few years, or even months, I have to expect that things are going to happen, they are older dogs now, and they need all the support I can give them to lead happy elderly lives. I am so grateful for my AMAZING veterinarian, Carol Macomber, who is there every step of the way, to offer sage advice and incredible intuition along with her masterful care. Love you, Carol. I will make the Tobster, Ellie, and Till their eggies and cheese in the morning, and their chicken or beef at night, and hope that they stay happy and healthy until...they don't. Every day that I have my furry musketeers is a good one, and having this close call really was an eye opener to the days ahead. These three pups have been my furry family for a long time and life sure will be different and strange without them, no matter how much I complain about A Certain Pug now. Someday I will have a truly clean and normal house (albeit with birdies), but it might not have the same level of love. As I write this, I can hear the pugs snoring in the next room, peacefully snuggled up together. This is how is should be.
What will you make today?