Saturday, 17 March 2012
Poodle talk?
My dear little old man is so deaf now. I keep wondering if he thinks I don't talk to him anymore. I am reduced to giving him hand signals but when he is not watching me I can do nothing. Maybe he thinks I have lost my voice. I don't know but I am sorry he is locked in to silence. He gives such a start when I have to wake him up to take him out at night. I think he might have a stroke or some such but so far he has survived . His eye-sight is not the best now either. I wonder how I will get him to do things when he can neither hear or see me. He is not very good at getting my attention now and is reduced to putting his tiny paws on my leg and looking wistfully into my eyes. I wish that dogs did not get so old so quickly as it is heart breaking watching them age. I try not to dwell on when he leaves me but to make his time left with me special. There is a lot of spoiling going on now. I am buying him really yummy food and giving him lots of hugs and kisses. I forgive him when he messes on the floor when I am out. When I do get home he is so excited that he runs laps around the lawn. I have to pick him up to stop him and I feel his heart hammering in his chest. I do so love him, my dear little old deaf man.
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