Our dog, Maggie. Maggie-Waggy we call her. Her tail is hurricaneous in its swishing!!
She is every bit her 12 years. Her muzzle is greying. Her hearing is failing. She sleeps a lot.
But every once in a while, the puppy in her springs to life and oh! the glory of the chase, oh! the joy of the playfulness.
Here, I had interrupted a nap she was taking while lying on her back with paws curled up on her belly. Why was that even comfortable!!!??
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