Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Old Age Hunts Us All


My grandfather
wrote me a letter once saying he'd finally put down his ancient bird dog.

"I can't see the birds, the dog can't hear the gun, and neither one of us can get over the fences."
I'm laughing, but in truth I'm only digging on my terriers thanks to injectable arthritis drugs.

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