Personal Note: Rosie Turns Eleven

Rosie, our Black Lab, turned eleven years old a couple of weeks ago, and I did not get a chance to post anything until now.  Rosie has slowed down.  She has these spongy lumps and nodules throughout her body, and I’m afraid one of these days one of them will turn deadly.  She’s reached that age.  On the positive side she has not any of those epileptic episodes I mentioned on her tenth birthday.  She had that one in July of 2024 and one in December of 2024 which I never mentioned.  But nothing since, and if they were a result of brain cancer I would think that it would have really manifested itself eight months later.  She is arthritic and has a hard time going up and down stairs, but she still walks with me.  I just don’t push her as much.  I really should take her to the vet for the arthritis.  They have some pills that could help her.

If you click on the “Rosie” tag at the bottom of this post it will pull up Rosie posts through the years.

Here is a little video I took a few days before her birthday of her sniffing out a field.  She is the sniffiest dog I have ever had.  She could literally sniff every inch of that field.  They say that dogs sniffing is akin to humans reading the newspapers.  If that is true, Rosie reads a Homeric epic every time I take her to a field.

 

Here is a picture from earlier this year of Rosie and Tiger on the couch together.

Lord, I pray she makes it to twelve.  St. Francis of Assisi, St. Martin de Porres, and St. Guy of Anderlecht pray for Rosie.