Tye has become such an old guy. Seriously.
It’s a blessing and a curse. His
mellowness is nice. He has always been
pretty energetic. But I hate what it
means too. He’s really aged in the past
year. Normally when we camp I’m
constantly hopping on my bike, grabbing his leash and off we go on a
ride/run. If I ever left without him,
he’d be quite put out. This year though,
he’s very hit and miss. Sometimes I take
him and he’s pretty into it. Often
though, he’s just so slow-moving. I’ve
gotten so I mostly just walk him and ride on my own. He still loves being here though. He lays in the shady grass and sleeps like
the living dead. He’s an oldie but a
goodie! We can’t imagine our camping
trips without him.
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| He's burying his bone after gnawing on it for a while. I seriously can't stand the cuteness! |
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