In My Dreams

My running days are over. Just walking is hard for me now. But when I sleep I can run. I chase cats and squirrels and I fetch sticks and balls. I bark and I yelp and I play puppy games. Mom and dad smile when they watch their old dog asleep, barking in a low voice with her legs kicking and twitching and her tail wagging. They know there is a good dream going on.

Tess Two-Dinners

Yesterday mom gave me my dinner, and then went upstairs for a rest. Dad did not know she had fed me, so he also gave me a dinner. I enjoyed that very much, but now they call me "Tess Two-Dinners."

Still going strong

A year ago today I was in the animal hospital, having an operation. I do not remember it, but mom and dad do. They never dared hope that I would still be around today. But here I am, out for a stroll this afternoon.

Treats

When I was a pup and being toilet trained, treats were given to me when I performed. Later mom stopped taking treats in her pocket on walks, because she said I forgot all about walking and only thought about the treats. Now, with me getting old and reluctant to go for walks, she has started taking treats with her again. And I remember my puppyhood. Every time I "go to the toilet" I run up to her for my reward.