At their last appointment, Doc, the vet, said, “Horace is going on 15 years. That’s pretty old for that breed of dog. Try to protect him like he protected you all those years.”
So sad, Nancy thought, watching the two of them interact. In truth, it was just Greg doggedly trying to connect with Horace. When she married Greg ten years ago, Horace was vibrant and alert. But now, most days, poor Horace didn’t recognize either of them. Doc had prescribed a Prozac clone for his anxiety. But Horace still wandered around the house listlessly, seemingly looking for something familiar.
At their last appointment, Doc, the vet, said, “Horace is going on 15 years. That’s pretty old for that breed of dog. Try to protect him like he protected you all those years.”
Sandra James
15/1/2021 08:19:36 am
Sad but beautiful, Gerald. Well done!
Pamela Kennedy
15/1/2021 11:34:02 am
I echo Sandra's sentiments....Lovely story, Gerald.
Mary Wallace
15/1/2021 04:26:29 pm
Sad little piece Gerald. Lovely.
Jennifer Duncan
15/1/2021 10:19:07 pm
Sadly animals get dementia, too. Hard to see our beloved pets get old.
Sue Clayton
16/1/2021 02:54:26 am
I always fall right into dog stories and I fell hard into this one. Beautiful. Comments are closed.
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