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Clyde - Better Days



Over the last two weeks on vacation I had more opportunity to watch Clyde. I feel sad thinking that at 18 years old, he isn't going to be around much longer. It is sad to to know that he can barely see, to know that his heart is so quickly declining, and to watch him struggle to eat and to move about...

Despite his declining health and many issues, I was also amazed that he is still in the game! He still wants to move about. He wants to be around people. He wants to eat and drink. And he definitely seeks attention. So I think there is still alot of him there, which keeps me thinking that it's not yet time.

We will know. He will let us know.

Anyway, I love this picture. It was taken in March 2005, when we went for a walk in New Castle. He was 12.

Bless his little heart.

Comments

bethann said…
he looks just like my two poms, cream w just a touch of beige on the darker areas. doncha just love poms?
Unknown said…
Totally. Love. Poms.

So much personality in such a tiny package.

Thanks for stopping by.
Robin said…
This post made me cry.

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