Our dog here at the Ragin' Casa is getting a little long in the tooth. On top of that he's done a number on his teeth years ago, and it's starting to bite him in the ass. He had two teeth that were cracked open and had to be removed. Got that done. Now he's laying on the couch recovering from the anesthesia and wondering why he feels weird.
He's a good dog, and it's a little sad knowing that his years are getting short. But dogs lives are short in order to reinforce on us just how precious life truly is. He still loves to chase a ball and go for walks, he just can't do it for as long as he used to. I'm hoping he makes it to retirement, so that when he finally goes I can bury him on our property in Idaho.