My Old Lady Fur Baby

I'm sitting here in a dark living room after scrolling through the 16 or so television stations we get with our antenna only, realizing that I probably wouldn't find anything worth watching even if we had cable. The only sound is a little wind once in awhile as the chimes sway, the heater clicking on, and my old lady dog snoring. It's funny to listen to her as her repertoire of sounds actually do sound like my husband's nocturnal rumblings now and then. Her breathing begins to get louder and louder, more rapid, then comes the chorus, which usually ends with the crescendo SNORT! I guess it kinda wakes her up and so she starts the process all over. I can't fault her though as she turned 10 during the summer and her health is not that good. It's tough for a dog to survive being hit by a car when she was young which has led to some medical issues. The arthritis is taking hold and the fact that she has also developed cushings disease has not helped her grow old gracefully. It's very sorrowful to realize that she is in the winter of her years. Ten years goes by so fast for us and it seems like just yesterday I brought her home as a rescue. She still makes me smile and it warms my heart to know she is growing old with us. I'm glad her bed is memory foam, by the fire and has become her favorite place to be. With all the joy she has brought to our home, I am happy I can provide her some comfort and love as she ages. Meggie, you are quite the dog.