Old man dog Jax asleep on my foot after a romp outside. We don’t know how old he is. He’s a rescue that came to us with buck shot through his body and rocks and wood in his teeth he’d eaten to survive. A couple of months later, a kidney failed… spectacularly and he now only has one kidney. He’s gone blind and never really was that bright but he is a love. He sleeps on my feet and against my leg at night now to reassure himself that I am near.
I’m okay with that. He used to be terrified of loud noises…thunderstorms and fireworks. Probably because he’d been shot. I know that feeling. Over the years and some cuddles, that’s dissipated. He’s probably also partially deaf and / or no longer cares.
But he’s happy and healthy and likes to sleep and eat. He gets his cookie at night before bed and puts up with the cat beating his head when he walks by.
So… a good life. It’s been nearly 12 years since he’s joined the household. He might be 16 or 17 right now. We really don’t know. The vet couldn’t tell by his teeth because of the damage done but that was the guess.
But he’s still good for a romp and does a happy dance after he’s peed. He’s a simple dog. A dog’s dog. 😀 Really, can you ask for anything more from life?