She doesn't jump up on the beds to sleep with the kids anymore.
She doesn't run with Dean anymore.
If I throw the ball, her arthritis flares up so badly that she limps for at least 2 days....so I don't throw the ball for her anymore. (well, not much....)
But don't feel too sorry for her, just see how happy she is!!!
besides, that tail of hers can still clear a coffee table in 2 seconds flat and those eyes can still melt your heart...and she still loves to chase bubbles!
There she goes..the bubble is in the bottom right corner.
Thursday when the kids got home, we piled into the car and took her to the pet store. We do this for her birthday every year and she really enjoys it.
Once at the store, she happily walked up and down the aisles...TWICE...looking for the treat she ALWAYS picks....no luck....they had MOVED THEM to the top shelf!
leaving a trail of destruction in her path....(yes, we picked it up!)
not there either....
nope.....dang, where are they?
THERE they are! Those
See? The nose knows!
after sharing with Mojo...
...she settled down to enjoy her birthday treat.
Happy Birthday Ginger!