Day 36
I think the dog’s gone senile or something. He keeps messing in the house. The poor dog. Lost his brother four years ago and his girlfriend 3 months ago. He must be lonely.
I think this will be his last year with us. He’s ten years old and for a chow, is pretty dang old.
I don’t feel like blogging much today. The rain has given me the blues. Until tomorrow.
