For the past few weeks, this old man has been awake for about 1 hour out of 24. He will falld own the stairs if he gets too close because he can no longer see them. Today, he climbed out of his chair not knowing a big bouncy ball was there and he went rolling. Every morning, the Matron tiptoes to the chair he is sleeping in and gets real quiet. To see if he is still with them.
Dear Jekyll, the Matron heard a vet on the radio discussing when to help end a beloved pet's life. She was very happy you didn't meet the criteria! You still enjoy your food-- very much (when you know who doesn't steal it)! You smell your family and that sense allows you to follow us for fondling. The ocassional accident aside, you are good on the elimination end, too (better than you know who, in fact).
The Matron hopes you can just sleep-ease your way into death without intervention. The only thing that concerns the Matron is that, as of late, it takes you a very long time to get up or down -- those tiny hips just aren't oiled to move like they used to.
You shake now, sometimes, without reason. Perhaps the Matron will shake too-- like those late leaves that keep hanging -- when she knows she is late in her season.
Snout kisses? Time to bestow one upon your faithful pet.