My Murdoch will be 12 in November. He looks great for his age but I've seen some clues to indicate we are in his twilight years. He has some hind end weakness. Toward the end of our walks I can tell he's really tired. I don't hear him jumping up against the door as often when I'm in the barn filling up his food dish. When I contemplate these things my eyes tear up and sometimes I cry. This morning I witnessed this moment between Murdoch and Mae. It took my breath away. Capturing this moment to enjoy for years to come is a gift that means the world to me.
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