My Dog And I Aging Together

My Dog And I Aging Together

In the past couple of years, Simba has really turned grey around the face.  It reminds me young simba how quickly time is flying by.  Simba and I are aging together.  I can’t go by my grey because I’m vainer than Simba and go through the monthly chore of covering it up.  I see her slowing down as I have.  She likes to sleep more as I do.  She doesn’t jump off the 3 1/2’ patio wall all the time anymore but goes all the way around it.  There are still days she’s feeling young and energetic and will leap off but those shydays are becoming sparse.  I have stopped jumping off walls years ago; just about the time the doc told me I need a knee replacement in the near future.  We both used to love running a lot.  She could chase that ball or Frisbee forever and I used to love running 5K several times a week.  Now I walk 5K every day and she lets me know how she is feeling on a daily basis.  There are days, especially if they’re cooler, that she will continue chasing the ball until my arm gets tired. resting Other days, including all hot days, she chases the ball on the first throw but doesn’t bring it back.  She will stand where the ball was caught and just stare back at me until I get tired of waiting and say “Okay, let’s go in.” or she catches the ball and pretends she’s bringing it to me and keeps on running all the way back into the house.  Both of us get up slowly from the couch, have lots more stomach issues and can’t quite see or hear as we used to.  Our patience with each other has also changed with age.  Although I know I’m late for work, I patiently wait for her to do her business in the morning which now seems to take Aging Wellmuch more pacing and she waits at the bottom step without any more whining as I slowly descend the stairs.  It saddens me to think that half our lives are behind; but makes me appreciate every time she makes me laugh or smile even more now.  Dogs live in the moment.  If we learn anything from our dogs, this should be it.  I enjoy every cuddle, every moment she makes me smile or laugh, and how lucky I am to have her with me here and now.

 

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