Sunday, December 29, 2024

The Gentle Old Man

DARWIN was my mom’s dog, who came to live with me after my mother died.

He’s 13 and a half now, if we are to believe the approximate age he was assigned by the rescue.

He’s a very gentle old man and at night he sleeps in a bed on the floor next to me — the only dog not crated at night. He’s funny — I pull a blanket over his head, and he never pokes his nose out until I have showered and made the bed the next morning. A dog loves a routine!

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