When you walk back into your office after a long day and see this.

Today, I find him channeling his inner cat 

Udate: The vet called, his bloodwork looks good “for an old guy,” so we can keep him on the anti-inflammatory/analgesic she prescribed. It seems to be helping.

Keep taking your best naps, Max!

Photos from Max’s first trip in the new coach. Monday after we got back, he was having real issues walking, but I later found out he’d had a couple of burrs in his paw. Took him to the vet on Tuesday, and she confirmed stiffness in his joints, so he’s on a pain reliever/anti-inflammatory to help keep him comfortable. It’s working.

She talked about “long term” quality of life, and when I asked what the definition of “long term,” she confirmed it was less than a year, more than likely.

Which is sad.

But, in looking at his original posts on the Cocker Spaniel Rescue of Austin/San Antonio site, they thought he was around 6 in June of 2014, which means he might be 15, which is old for a cocker; their average life span is 12-14 years. For a dog with all teh problems, he’s done remarkably well.

I’m grateful we’ve been able to offer him something he didn’t have for the first six years of his life; a real forever home.

8 years!