Gettin' On

Sparky is beginning to suffer from cataracts, and also from a bit of deafness. Several nights ago, I took Sparky out for his customary nightly walk, and I made a small detour to look in a garbage can. Sparky lost track of where I was, and walked past me on his way back to the house. I approached from behind and called him, but he couldn't tell where I was. He thought I was in front of him, and with ears perked at attention, he began running back to the house to meet me, with me lamely trying to catch up to him.

Poor baby. According to the age chart for dogs, he's about 68 in human terms.