Some of you may have read about the mystery tooth found in the bathroom on my mommy’s Facebook page earlier this week. It’s mine. I lost another tooth. I’m not sure what this brings my total of teeth left to. I wonder how many I need to lose before I qualify for doggy dentures?
I realize I haven’t written much lately. Life is really slow for me these days. About the most exciting thing that’s happened is I’ve started going out for walks on a daily basis. It’s really only at Barkley’s insistence. She’s all about the walks. I could really care less, and it usually takes some convincing on mommy, Barkley and Sean’s part to get me motivated enough to leave my bed. Once I’m outside though, I am usually pretty invigorated by the fall air, at least enough so to walk around the block. After that, mommy drops me off at home and she and Barkley continue on for a while longer.
The leaves are the color of my fur now and soon the trees will be bare. It is the last Autumn for me, I am sure. I hear mommy talking all the time about putting me to sleep, and I can’t blame her. I am becoming a burden. I don’t mean to be. I fall all the time and rely on my mommy to boost my hindquarters up when I get stuck slipping and sliding on the wood floors. I’m not looking forward to winter. I can’t imagine trying to walk around on the snow and ice. So I wait. I watch the leaves fall, feel the air getting cooler, and I wait for the snow to fly knowing it will be the last snow I will see. And I just hope my mommy will be okay.
