celebrating outside

here we are chilling on the patio, happiness wandering around a bit, drinking some water, doing his best not to lay down because laying down is awkward and more, laying down means eventually getting up and getting up is hard… the old guy is struggling to be active and comfortable these last days… he wagged his tail for the second time this week when I took him out for the third time this morning... he walked all the way to the end of the building and back without collapsing, pausing ever few feet to rest… he’s a happy dog to have one of us home with him today… these last days we are trying to spend as much time with him as possible so he knows how much he is loved and we can decide if he is crossing the discomfort line too much… making that decision to assist death along is one of the most challenging decisions life presents to a family…

he plopped down for a while on the concrete which made it challenging for him when he wanted to get back up… smooth concrete has become too slippery to push off so I helped him up and he walked over to his food bowl and ate some food… now he wants to head back inside… carpeting, that’s the easiest surface to rise from…

one more breath, reason to smile...