Our little Schnauzer, Max, is 13 years old. Since we are empty nesters, he is great company. He thinks he is human. This past spring he came down with pancreatitis and is now a full blown diabetic. He has to have 2 shots a day, each shot is 13 units of insulin. Needless to say, he doesn't like it.
He is really a spunky little thing though. He likes to chase the birds, squirrels and oppossums in our yard. Yes, we do have oppossums, even though we live in town. There is a creek that runs by our house and the oppossums love to come out at night, but during the day they like to walk our site proof fence and that drives Max crazy.
Max is a rescue dog from the pound and I think he knows that we took him in and cared for him. He has been the best little companion. Whenever we have company, he barks like crazy so we make a pallet for him in the car and he lays in there, thinking he is going for a long ride. When the company is gone, he comes in and looks all around for them.
Enough about our little 4 legged companion. Be back later. Have a great weekend.