Old Dogs - classic or dud

Tracy's doing really well! She's even holding her pee at night better. (Of course I just jinxed that.) We got her a longer lead line for the back yard, so she can follow the sunny spots well into the afternoon and laze all day. Her coat's thickened up for the winter and today, with sunny skies and no wind, she has no interest in coming in and getting near a heater. (It was 26 degrees when I took her out, 46 now).

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13 yrs old! the one on the right. the one on the left is our baby who's about one yr old. :-D

almost there...

YES!!!!

Blurry because extreme cold made for shaky hands.

Fourth of July, when it's a good thing that your dog is deaf!
Puck was kidnapped today! By an animal lover who saw him lollygagging in THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD. Drivers were HONKING at him! Egads! He had slipped out while my husband was loading trash in the car. The lady took him home and called the animal control officer, who called us. He had no collar on. He hates his collar. All those annoying tags. ID tags, town dog tags, rabies vaccination tags. For fuck's sake, he sounds like a percussion section. We're going to get him a clean new collar and write his name and phone # with a Sharpie on it. To hell with the tags.

Oh Puck. He is well named.

I'm thinking of getting nameplates on our dogs' collars, because anything you hang off their collars, they eventually just pull off, no matter how robust the manufacturers claim they are.

I am very pleased to hear that Puck is going strong. This thread always scares me when it bumps.

Our Lucy, almost 14 yrs old, is doing really great (knock on wood!). She even jumps and runs after the ball... I had bought for Ophelia. The latter laughs and giggles whenever I throw the ball at Lucy and shouts BABA.

We should bump a "DON'T WORRY, OLD DOGS ALL FINE" thread prior to bumping this one.

Oh Puck. He is well named.

He actually came to us as a six-month-old pup, already answering to the name "Buck," which seemed too macho for him, so we morphed it into Puck.

He's having some swordfish right now.

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Yes, I am in your rock garden.

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Drinking from your birdbath. What are you going to do about it?

Lucy and Tracy, how are you?

Puck was VERY bad tonight, running off when I was walking on the beach. He came trot/waddling back to the parking lot almost half an hour after I had returned to the car. I was about to go looking for him with a flashlight (dark by then). He showed absolutely no remorse. Not a shred of conscience. God! I was a basket case. I thought he'd had a stroke and been swept out by the surf. Now he's asking for another walk. The GALL.

<3 give him some chicken.

As a matter of fact, we're having chicken for dinner, and he always gets the cartilage from the tips of the thigh and drumstick bones.

:)

He is calling you out because you tried to bring a strange dog into the house. DON'T FUCK WITH PUCK, PUNY HUMANS! Is what he's saying there.

puck looks great, i miss dogs.