This is a short blog today, folks. However, it’s still important, because my dog celebrated his 12th birthday last week. And when I say he celebrated, I mean we did.
Indy did find the time to relax on his birthday, thankfully, because the day was packed full of naps, snacks, and snoozes, along with a walk and car rides. UMC2 made him a birthday card, so on Indy’s birthday, UMC2 presented it and explained the features of the card to him.
Indy did receive some new dog treats, and I was quite surprised that he actually liked them because he’s still hassling us to give him more.
As much as I would like to talk about Indy’s birthday, there’s one thing I can’t avoid and don’t like discussing: his age. He’s now 12 years old, and because dogs age at a different rate than humans; along with their size, he is roughly 65 human years old. Indy is basically a pensioner now, so if he were human, he would probably vote for NZ First and that young Winston Peters.
I’m starting to cry as I write this, because jokes aside, I have to face the reality that we have a senior dog. The warning signs have been there for awhile now. He tried jumping up onto the bed and knocked his front left leg, a few months ago. We’re quite conscious of the height of the bed, so we’re trying to teach him to walk up a ramp, so he can sleep on the bed. He’s not a fan of the ramp.
He still enjoys walks, but he gets tired a lot faster than he used to. Because of this, we try and go for shorter walks with him. Even when Indy is running around in circles, whether he’s inside or outside, he doesn’t go for very long before he needs a rest. We have even changed his dog food to senior dog food.
My previous dog died when he was 10 years old, and it broke my heart. Because of that, I didn’t allow myself to get close to dogs again, even though I love them. That worked until I met my future wife and her dog. Dammit.
Strangely, Indy gave me therapy sessions, when I didn’t even realise I needed them. And now he sleeps on my pillow and clothes. It’s a good reason to put my clothes away, otherwise I’ll just be walking around smelling like a Bichon.
Anyway, we have a senior dog now, and his birthday has just made us appreciate him even more. Even when he is blitzing around the house at 3 am.
Does anybody have a senior pet? How has it changed the way you care for them? As always, please let me know.
Like I said before, I’m sorry, but this blog was shorter this week. Having said that, the Tour of the Solar System returns next week, so prepare yourself! Thank you once again for reading, following, and subscribing to Some Geek Told Me. My advice for this week is simple: go and spend some extra time with your pets and I’ll see you next week.
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