Soccer Ball

Brooke's wintertime congestion is better, but I can see that she is growing older. She arises every morning with a stiffness in her joints, and I empathize. As long as she still loves to play ball, I'll know she has quality of life. I finally got smart enough to realize I could kick it for her without touching the slimy wet ball she keeps bringing back to me. "Drop it, Brooke." She drops it at my feet. I give it a sideways kick, and off she goes, those border collie eyes never losing focus for even a second. I should model myself after the dog. She accepts every moment in the day for whatever it is.

Comments

[Vernita]

LOL ... I can see Brooke now trying to herd your chickens. Don't know that she'd try to catch one and eat it, but you never know. She doesn't even bother squirrels so she might not bother them either except that there is such a great big group of them, I know she couldn't resist trying to herd them all over into one corner of the yard.

[mollie jones]

This is so cute of Brooke. She needs to come back up and play with Gunney. They's made great chum.!!!!!