My Darling Boy

... is getting old. In human terms he would be well over 100 years old but he's still chirpy and cheerful. There's a leg with arthritis, his hind quarters are a bit wobbly and his pretty scarf covers an old-man-lump he keeps trashing when he scratches behind his ear. He has recently been diagnosed with cancer but this week's vet check showed that it has not grown (he's on a herbal supplement that works wonders). The last few weeks have seen him age quite quickly but as long as he is still happy, I am. He's my canine soulmate, my best buddy.