Oh dear, now I know that I am getting old when I have to be lifted into the back seat of the car!
Gone are the good old days, when effortless, with one short hop, I was on the back seat awaiting a nice drive, breeze through my ruff, winding down the country roads, awaiting a nice long walk with my folks. Today, I only managed 20 minutes and felt absolutely knackered.
Some young upstart raced passed me this morning, chasing his ball. Didn't give me a second glance. Yep, I thought, those were the days. Still, all the while these old bones keep me going, I am only too glad of a quick amble, nice lay down on my favorite rug, and a big hug from the old dear when I get home.
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