Little Black Dog

This is Olive. Olive the Little Black Dog.

She just turned 12 a month ago. It’s really hard to believe that she’s been part of my life that long.

She’s been through so much with me, and me with her.

After my run today (she can’t go with me anymore) I took her out to the grass courtyard here at the apartment to play with the ball.

She has so much fun chasing the ball and other dogs, I just feel bad that she can’t do it like she used to. She used to be able to play for hours, but now, it’s really only a handful of time she can fetch the ball, or just a few minutes of running around, before she gets too tired. The worst part is that I don’t think she understands that she can’t run around like she used to. There is no slowing down for her, but she just can’t go like she used to.

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