Love My Girl

There's a warm feeling I get when taking a good look at my girl. She's virtually spent her whole life with me, and it seems she's always been a part of my life.

Her hearing is impaired and her sight is questionable. Her movements are measured and she negotiates the steps at a much slower rate than a few years ago. Her youthfulness has faded and her energy has dwindled. And though her howl is still strong, I get the feeling she feels a little weaker in every other aspect of her life.

My girl's getting older... and so am I. The warm feeling comes from knowing exactly how she feels.

Love my girl!