What did you do WITH your Jeep today, Nov. 2021

The price we pay for having them in our lives is we eventually lose them. They just don't live as long as we do.

I have had many dogs in my life time, loved them every one, and I surely know what it is like to have to put one down. It is better when they just go in their sleep, but that doesn't always happen, and when they are suffering it is our responsibility to ease their way out.

I have five dogs now, three of them are really old. 

My old Chihuahua "Chubby", who selected me as his human, and has been a constant companion, is 16. He has lately really started to show his age. He can't jump up on the couch anymore, has arthritis in his knees, and has to be carried up and down the stairs, but he is still the same little loving dog he has always been. I dread him reaching the end of the trail. My old Siberian Husky "Mishka" is at least 15, probably older. She came to us as a stray, so we don't know for sure how old she is, but she is ancient for a Husky, and still doing fairly well. I have another old Chihuahua which was my mother's dog. He is over 18, is blind, deaf, and incontinent, but he still eats every day, wags his tail, and seems happy, so we provide an assisted living facility for him. 

The other two are middle aged Boston Terriers, still hyper active, and full of love. 

Don't have a boss, and Turkey shoots are a thing of the past around here, so I had to pay for mine.