
To check out week 9 click here.
Check my friend Audrey's photo projects too.
Today my idea for this weeks project changed quite suddenly. Our dog Moses has had issues with this hind legs. He's 12.5 years old and his hind quarters where starting to give out. He wasn't in any pain but would fall, had a hard time with the stairs and could no longer go for walks.
This is quite the change from what he was in his hay day. Moses has always been a muscular athletic dog, unlike my Bailey. He could was my running buddy and would run 10 miles lay down for 5 minutes and be ready to go again. He loved the water! You could tell him to jump in and he would! He jumped off of boats, off of diving boards and even swam along the kayak with Mark. He got to the point he would dive for toys in the water... That's all been a long time ago now.
He has thankfully been pain free until this weekend. Saturday he didn't get off of his bed. He usually always greets us at the door. He didn't bark and would not eat. Finally today we noticed he could not use his back legs to move on his bed. The vet came to our home this afternoon.
I was outside with Presley most the afternoon so that Moses could have some peace and Mark stayed with him. I had taken off his dog collar (to make him more comfortable) and put it on the arm of the bench and forgotten about it. A little while later I heard the collar jingle, for split second I thought Moses was walking out the door- it was just the wind. That's when I noticed the yellow bottle opener. We put this on him so many years ago. This way we never lost the opener, we'd just call Mosey over...
We are so lucky to have incredible neighbors (Aaron & Mark- thx!) that watched Presley and got her pink ice cream while the vet was taking care of Moses... She asked about him when she came home, and started to cry a little. But in the same sentence asked for ice cream. Having lost Bailey so recently I already know that she'll have brief periods where she'll miss him but will over all be fine. For us it will be an adjustment to the quiet of the house. It already feels so empty.

saying goodbye. PS white bloomers are a bad idea. :)

better days, bath time.

before we lost Bailey. one last walk together.
We'll miss you, Mosey Posey Puddin Pie.