Every day at 4:00 the 91 year-old with the weathered face and halting gate – we’ll call her Mabel – arrives at the dog park. She walks slowly, but more or less steadily, on her cane with her elderly companion Missy – the 16 year-old Pomeranian-Yorkie mix.
Missy, who suffered a stroke a year ago and walks with difficulty, sniffs the grass. She dutifully does her business, looking up at Mabel. She stays very close, almost like a shepherd caring for an aging sheep whose needs she lives to tend.
Mabel and her dog. Companions for life. For now. And, it seems, each thankful for the other for whatever time they have.
Thanks, Nancy. Thought you’d like it.
Beautiful, but 😥, too. What will happen to the one that is left when the other dies. Not really a question.
Yes to both: beautiful and sad; and, sadly, not really a question.