Meet Simon, my much-loved part beagle/part somethin’ else dog. Being (almost) eleven, he has a few ongoing health issues that keep me busily concerned, a tendency to groan and grumble his opinions on… everything, and the white hair, cataracts, and hearing problems that tend to plague senior citizens of most species. But, he doesn’t really let any of that get him down.
And why would he? The squirrel population is far too abundant and must be defeated, there are endless trails to explore, neighbourhoods he hasn’t yet conquered (gasp!), humans to befriend (read: con into giving him treats), and unattended sausage dinners to steal off of kitchen counters. It’s a good life and he’s got the never-ending tail-wag to prove it.