Happy Birthday, Robinson

He's fourteen today. He doesn't look it in this picture, does he? But what you can't see is that he's nearly blind and quite deaf and has quite wobbly back legs, and spends 90% of his time sleeping. But he eats well, and so far he's not having any problems with his bladder or bowels and doesn't seem to have any painful bits except his back legs...

Living with an old dog is so desperately bitter-sweet.

But today, he's fourteen, and seems healthy, and had a lovely afternoon puttering about in the garden. I appreciate every day I have with him.