Horrie

I took the dogs for a walk this morning. Horrie used to go for a run, then a trot, then a walk, then a stroll, and now he just stands there unless I drag him on his lead. He's deaf, blind, daft, incontinent and 19 years old. He stinks to high heaven, but we love him all the same and put up with all the hassle because he is still happy and likes to be alive.