I took my doggies today and almost killed my old girl. I got her the year my Dad died. I had another runner dog who died within 2 months of my dad and I was so crushed by the loss I needed a friend dog to see me through the grief. I found Sara at a pet adoption day. They said she was 3. She leans her whole body into me when I hug her. Once she ran 30 miles with me in a day. She's either either 11 or 13. But my sweetest angel dog can no longer do more than 5 miles. The other dog stopped in protest and sat down on the pavement to draw attention to the suffering of her companion. I am grief stricken that my goodest girl only has a few more years before she goes the way of my Dad and Paton. She is my favorite and I don't know what I will do without her. For now, 3 mile walks are still ok. But running 5+ was ver bad for her. | 