Frances had her yearly exam today. Everything looks good. However, I walked in to the clinic with an adult dog and walked out with a senior dog. The last time she was in, for a torn meniscus, the orthopedic surgeon commented that her eyes seemed filmy. Like old(er) dog eyes. He was right, so I asked her regular vet for a second opinion. He agreed, and pushed back her birth date to 2007.
I’m not happy about that, but on the other hand, Frances doesn’t care. She’s still bouncing around and raising hell like a puppy. Bullydogs don’t believe in aging gracefully.
red paper boat 