Puffie

This is my Puffie! He is my best friend. (Okay, maybe Ojo is my best friend, but don't tell her I said that. Puffie is my second-best friend.)

I snuggle with Puffie all the time. He goes into donut bed with me, and he hangs out on couch with me. I love Puffie!

Do you have a best toy-friend?

Old, the Big Mountain, and my person

Today I felt Old.

We climbed the Big Mountain. And I love climbing the Big Mountain! I can smell the whole city from up there! But today my hips were stiff, and my shoulders were stiff, and it took me a very long time. But we made it!

Ojo, on the other hand, did not take a very long time. She went up and down and up and down and up and down, all while my person and I were just slowly going up.

Look at her muzzle. Does she not look older than me? Does she not look greyer than me?

Sadly she is still younger. And I think I am getting Old.

But look at her. She wants to climb again, pretty please, she says. I do not think so. I am done climbing for now.

Thank you, my person, for going slowly with me so I could still climb the Big Mountain. Thank you, my person, for giving me medicine when I got home so I'm not so stiff. (And I will pretend I did not hear you calling Vet to book me an appointment to see if they can help me be less-stiff.)

We will keep Walking together for a long time, right?