Good old buddy

Merlin is turning 12 years old this summer. He's an old dog. His rear leg can barely support his weight and that makes him slip often on the floor, back legs straight, belly on the floor. But he still wants to play and think like he was a young pup. Silly Merlin! Always happy!

He's my first dog. I wanted a dog so much for all my young life until at 16, mom and dad agreed finally... And that was the confirmation of my so unconditional love for dogs.