Enjoying Woody
Our third Golden, Woody, will be eleven in October. That's getting older for a big dog; we lost our first Golden, Chessie, at 13, and our second, Mocha, at 11.
So, we're mindful of our days with him. He's always been a lazy boy, and started to refuse going with me for long (albeit brisk exercise) walks several years ago. But his successful (but draconian) knee surgery (back when he was about 4 years old) has finally caught up with him, and he's obviously hesitant to jump up or down into either one of our cars, nor is keen on going up and down stairs anymore.
Happily, he's taking fairly well to the ramp that we're using to help him get in and out of our cars, so that's good.
Here we're enjoying a nice time on the beach in Havre du Bic.
So, we're mindful of our days with him. He's always been a lazy boy, and started to refuse going with me for long (albeit brisk exercise) walks several years ago. But his successful (but draconian) knee surgery (back when he was about 4 years old) has finally caught up with him, and he's obviously hesitant to jump up or down into either one of our cars, nor is keen on going up and down stairs anymore.
Happily, he's taking fairly well to the ramp that we're using to help him get in and out of our cars, so that's good.
Here we're enjoying a nice time on the beach in Havre du Bic.
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