My long time pal Morris is showing more decline as the days go on. He can't see well any more. He isn't sure how far down in his bowl the water is, so he starts to drink in the air and carefully lowers his face down into the bowl.
If I move my buckets of flowers around he will either growl at them or walk into them at night.
We smile and assist him in most things because that is what we do. Treat the elderly with kindness and love.
Yesterday I was working on a an old milk can. I spray painted it white and left it near a stump in the yard to dry.
Morris came out and growled. He walked towards it with stiff legs and all his hair raised on his back.
I was amused but realized that it was probably not funny in his world.
He is losing weight gradually but still is eager to walk the neighbor kids home from school. He asked to be carried our last time out on the last leg of the walk. I obliged. He is enthusiastic with the children and conks out on the couch when he gets home.
More and more he starts out a hike with me and turns around and goes back to the house and to sit on the back step or the porch. Our outings will involve a bit of assistance from now on.
His mobility is just fine.
He likes cuddling or sitting in my lap more often. In fact every morning he asks to sit on my lap while I browse the news and have some coffee.
In the past he always entertained himself by dumping all of his toys out and spreading them throughout the house.
So the other day he laid out his plan for his own personal Bucket List.
Car rides. More car rides. I like car rides.
Mule Rides. I want to take some more rides on mules.
Hikes. I like hikes. But I get tired like when I was a pup. So I want a doggie back pack.
Tractor Rides. I like them too.
A good book to read. Or someone can read it to me...
NO more puppy training! Please!
Cookies. I like cookies. Lots of dog cookies.
A nice quiet place to sleep. Oh wait. I have that.
Another cool trip with Her.
Lots and lots of love.
When I think of more...
I will add some.