Our best friends are those who cheer us through our ups and cheer us up through our downs.
Mr. Gentleman Dog is aging. Growing older is a gift, but it extracts a price. For some of us, the cost is higher than for others.
In Mr. Gentleman Dog’s case, arthritis is wearing away his hips. And his kidneys don’t work as well. Rather than soil stuff, several times a night he rouses himself to ask to go out into the cold and pee.
But every day, he still has plenty of moments that he enjoys. He still loves treats, short walks, and cuddles.
And he loves the warmth of friendship…
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Their sixth sense really nice!
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What beautiful babies!
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Oh this is lovely. Thanks for sharing!
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glad you enjoyed, Anne 🙂
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I love dogs
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me too — what’s not to love about them, right?
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💛💜💚
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Awww that’s so sweet … dogs are the absolute best. We lost ours to cancer a few months ago and I’m so completely lost without her. Yours look wonderful to cuddle up with … 💙💙
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