Jack is going on 15 years old. His rear leg muscles are weak, he is arthritic, he has iffy control of his rear legs, he is more than selectively deaf, and his only eye has a cataract forming. Yet for all his aches and pains, where ever I am, he is or will be as soon as he can get up, or figure out I have moved. Steps are hard on him so I have been building a ramp for him out in the barn. Today I am painting it, and putting sand in the paint for traction. Whenever I go out to the barn I tell Jack and Buddy I am going to the barn. Usually they will both come out and lay on a cushion and sleep while I work. Today it is raining. Not hard, but steady. Neither will go out in the rain. They followed me to the back door and Buddy froze in the door way. Jack pushed past him onto the deck to discover it was indeed raining and Buddy did come out only to lean up against the house under the overhang to avoid the rain. "I am going to the barn. Either go down the stairs or go inside." Buddy chose to go back inside the house. Jack thought about it, but decided if I was going to the barn, so would he. Jack stood in the rain at the top of the stairs for me to hold his harness and go down the steps.
I got one coat of paint on the ramp while he slept on the cushion. When I was ready to come into the house I had to wake him up. It took him a moment to understand I was done, and slowly he got to his feet. Where ever you are going, I am too.
I have been meaning to ask how the ramp is going.
It is so sad to see them age and not at their best.
Oh... tug on heart! Oh... tug on heart.
Please give Jack a soft little nuzzle from Paddysmom, won't you, Andy?
Seamus and Flynn
Awww. Jack sounds like such a special boy.
tears. but to have them so long, but it's never long enough, is it?
What a special, dear boy Jack is.
What a very dear best friend!! There is something oh so special about our seniors.
Sweet Jack. ♥
There is nothing absolutely nothing like the love an old dog.
How touching. I do love the seniors. They are so very special.