Rosie The Wonder Dog (Springer/Collie/Coyote?) is getting pretty creaky these days. She can't run like the wind and jump like an NBA star like she used to, though she tries. The grumpiness hasn't diminished her use as a guard dog, and she has trained Cosmo The Other Dog well too. She seems like she has some pain, but the vet can't pinpoint it. Nonetheless, she dotes on me, cuddles, kisses, and gets excited when I return from anywhere even if I've only been gone for a few minutes. She's smart (you may remember her posting here in the past...I don't like her using the laptop though), but she was the unwanted runt of the litter, and might not have survived if we hadn't fallen in love with her 12 years ago. I know there will come a day, but I can't imagine life without her.

Cosmo The Other Dog (Corgi/Lab) is the happiest dog alive. He's affectionate, clever, athletic, and like Rosie, obedient. Unlike Rosie, he likes Beatrice The Cat. His drool is like wallpaper paste and playing frisbee requires a heavy leather glove.

Both dogs are great company and they love people, though there always seems to be folks they like more, and folks they like less. Rosie especially comes unhinged when certain friends or family come around. Cosmo can often be indifferent towards other folks.

I hope I never get too old to have dogs.

Peace, Mooh.